| Lyrics: | The end of the Civil War was near,
When quite accidentally,
A hero who sneezed abruptly
seized
Retreat and reversed it to victory.
His Medal of Honor pleased and
thrilled
His proud little family group.
While pinning it on, some blood was
spilled
And so, it was planned he'd command... F Troop.
Where Indian fights are
colorful sights
And nobody takes a lickin'.
Where paleface and redskin
Both turn
chicken.
When drilling and fighting get them down,
They know their morale can't
droop,
As long as they all relax in town
Before they resume with a bang and a boom- F
Troop |
