On Sunday, April 9, 1995 at 2:00:00 AM UTC-5, Coralie J. Allen wrote:   
   > Posts occurring prior to today expressed interest in this ballad.  I dug   
   > out my recording of the De Paur Infantry Chorus performing this work and   
   > several others and had the pleasure of listening to this magnificent a   
   > cappella mens group.  Their diction, accuracy of picture, and extremely   
   > sensitive dynamics made this visit a pleasure once again.  I hope I'm not   
   > violating any copyright laws by listing here the lyrics as I heard them   
   > from the recording.  The song was set by Frank Loesser, by the way.   
   >   
   > The Words of "Rodger Young" as sung by the De Paur Infantry Chorus.   
   >   
   > (I have indented the choruses and left the stanzas flush with the margin.)   
   >   
   >      Rodger Young! Rodger Young!   
   >      Fought and died for the men he marched among.   
   >      Like the everlasting courage of the Infantry   
   >      Was the courage of Private Rodger Young.   
   >   
   > Oh, they've got no time for glory in the Infantry.   
   > Oh, they've got no time for praises loudly sung,   
   > But in every soldiers' heart in all the Infantry   
   > Shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young.   
   >   
   >      Shines the name--Rodger Young!   
   >      Fought and died for the men he marched among.   
   >      To the everlasting glory of the Infantry   
   >      Lives the story of Private Rodger Young.   
   >   
   > Caught in ambush lay a company of riflemen--   
   > Just grenades against machine guns in the gloom--   
   > Caught in ambush till this one of twenty riflemen   
   > Volunteered, volunteered to meet his doom.   
   >   
   >      Volunteered, Rodger Young!   
   >      Fought and died for the men he marched among.   
   >      In the everlasting annals of the Infantry   
   >      Glows the last deed of Private Rodger Young.   
   >   
   > It was he who drew the fire of the enemy   
   > That a company of men might live to fight;   
   > And before the deadly fire of the enemy   
   > Stood the man, stood the man we hail tonight.   
   >   
   > On the island of New Georgia in the Solomons,   
   > Stands a simple wooden cross alone to tell   
   > That beneath the silent coral of the Solomons,   
   > Sleeps a man, sleeps a man remembered well.   
   >   
   >      Sleeps a man, Rodger Young,   
   >      Fought and died for the men he marched among.   
   >      In the everlasting spirit of the Infantry   
   >      Breathes the spirit of Private Rodger Young.   
   >   
   > Though they've got no time for glory in the Infantry,   
   > Though they've got no time for praises loudly sung,   
   > But in every soldiers' heart in all the Infantry   
   > Shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young.   
   >   
   >      Shines the name--Rodger Young!   
   >      Fought and died for the men he marched among.   
   >      To the everlasting glory of the Infantry   
   >      Lives the story of Private Rodger Young.   
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