WE'RE ALL RIGHT HERE!

What's th’ meanin’ of the look you see in soldiers’ eyes?

Some of them you thought would kick an’ stall around an’ howl;

But just listen ( if they'll talk ) an’ hear, to your surprise,

A lot of laughs, a lot o’ tales — but never once a growl!

Business man and bell hop,

Farmer boy and clerk;

Easy-going spendthrifts,

Men that have to work;

Firemen and brokers,

Chauffeurs still “in gear”;

The army is the melting pot —

We're all right here!

Desk men and road men,

Men who sweep the street;

Coal men and plumbers

( If they have good feet );

Showmen and film stars,

All have mislaid fear.

Funny crowd; but we should fret —

We're all right here!

Keen men and dull men,

Razor-edged or dumb,

High-grade and low-grade,

Some, plain medium;

Feet upon the drill-ground,

Hearts all beating high;

You are glad that you are here,

And so, old top, am I!

That's the meaning of the call; ev'ry man is proud

He is in the common cause, with a bunch of men

Fighting for democracy, lined up with this crowd —

God! It's pretty nifty just to be a man again!