Once we were young, courageous and strong
And thought we would live forever.
Once we thought to serve our country
Was the highest honor for which we could strive.
We went off and joined the Army
And were sent to be molded and trained.
We came away from the training full of ourselves
Believing we were the toughest S.O.B.s in the land.
Then we were sent to the jungles
And told to go fight a war.
It was a world of hike, fight and fear
Where we quickly learned to kill or be killed.
We lost our youth and grew old in a hurry
And no longer believed we were invincible.
We developed a thousand yard stare
And wondered if we could ever return.
We still feel honored to have served
And even luckier to have survived.
We are proud to have been an Airborne Ranger
And grateful as Hell to be alive to brag about it!