U.S. Bombs Yanks & Rebs Lyrics

dogfighting planes over west germany
the red baron'll say that you ain't his enemy somebody's____ they pulled the chute and the jumpedship a prisoner of war now counting bricks
i'm proud to be(x3) an american
one two three four(x2)
yanks & confederates fed up with this
marched to the trenches in the woods of gettysburg
the canister and shells they fell like rain
marched onward to cold harbor seven thousand fell in half an hour the one's that made it home never seemed the same