A Present for Bob
Allons – The 11th ACR Song
We are the Blackhorse Troopers, the finest in the land,
We fight for right and use our might to free our fellow man.
Our girls wear yellow ribbons, as pretty as can be,
They’re troopers too, and loyal through: We’re in the Cavalry.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
In Nineteen Hundred Zero One, the regiment was born,
Our destiny to serve and fight on far-off foreign shores.
The Philippines and Cuba, our troopers won their spurs,
Then chased the bandit Villa, Southern borders to secure.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
Parading our black horses on the beach at Monterey,
Then sadly trading chargers in for mounts that don’t eat hay.
The great crusade in Europe, now iron cavalry,
We rolled across fields of France to win the victory.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
In Vietnam, once more we fought, in monsoon and in mud,
Long years of war, though others quit, no Blackhorse troopers would.
The Blackhorse patch meant courage: we piled on fast and hard and left unbowed for Germany to stand freedom’s guard.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
Patrols along the lonely trace of freedom’s far frontier,
Our vigilance rewarded after years of sweat and tears.
November 11th, in Eighty-Nine, the Iron Curtain falls
With the Blackhorse Troopers there to witness liberty for all.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
The Philippines to Al-Kuwait, in jungle or in sand,
The Regiment will be there when our country makes a stand.
Our guidons raised in honor, our glasses held on high,
Allons and on toward victory, in glory, live and die.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
Once the protector of Europe, now we train the world,
Down Langford Lake though Whale Gap, our victory is assured.
Masters of maneuver, we know the desert sand,
The Bluefor comes 12 times a year, to make a futile stand.
Allons, Allons, The Pride Of Cavalry,
The Best Damn Regiment That You Will Ever See.
For those who are interested, Allons translates as "Let's Go". There will be more stanzas added soon, as this unit recently redeployed from Iraq.


1 Comments:
lol, I think Bob trumped you.
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