When I was just a little boy
I asked my Mother, what is army
It is a place, for me to be
That's what she said to me
Hey zhenyu zhenyu
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Hey zhenyu zhenyu
When I was young, I fell and hurt
I asked my Father, what is army
Army's a place, to change us into men
That's what he said to me...
Hey zhenyu zhenyu,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Hey zhenyu zhenyu
And it goes on and on... That's what sang everyday in the bunk, with a pool of variations. lol.
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