Gary Jacobson

IN HONOR OF SAINT PATRICK’S DAY

In honor of Saint Patrick’s Day
To somehow make the old world bright and gay
Our dear old Uncle Sam
Sure and begorra, America’s man-what-am
Leader of this motley crew in Nam
Required for his combat infantryman
To partake of the pure soul of the Irishman?

Gary Jacobson: In Honor of Saint Patrick’s Day

In Saint Patty’s honor, all the grunts in Nam wore green
Green fatigues, green skivvies, green undershirts
Green helmets
105 MM Howitzers were green
C-ration cans were green
Our tanks were green

Gary Jacobson: In Honor of Saint Patrick’s Day

Our helicopters green
The jungle we humped, you guessed it… green.

Gary Jacobson: In Honor of Saint Patrick’s Day

And all in honor of Saint Patty…
Grunts did dance the devil’s dervish bold
The jig the Central Highland fling, cavorting with the Vietcong
That dusky, tawny leprechaun
Who to Communists his birthright sold
Trying to find yon proverbial pot of gold
Or so the story be told.