Stung Right

As I was walkin round the town I saw a sign one day
A thousand men by Uncle Sam are needed right away
To take a trip around the world in Uncle Sammy’s fleet
I signed my name a dozen times upon a great big sheet
Well I was stung right, stung right, S-T-U-N-G
Stung right, stung right, E. Z. Mark, that’s me
When my term is over, and again I’m free
There’ll be no more trips around the world for me
The man he said, «Old Sammy’s Fleet, it is no place for slaves
For everything you have to do is stand and watch the waves.»
But in the morning, five o’clock, they woke me from my snooze
To swab the deck and polish brass and shin the captain’s shoes
Well I was stung right, stung right, S-T-U-N-G
Stung right, stung right, E. Z. Mark, that’s m
When my term is over, and again I’m free
There’ll be no more trips around the world for me
There was a time when Uncle Sam he had a war with Spain
And many of the boys in blue were in the battle slain
Not all were killed by bullets, though--no, not by any means
The biggest part that were killed by Armour’s Pork and Beans
Well I was stung right, stung right, S-T-U-N-G
Stung right, stung right, E. Z. Mark, that’s me
When my term is over, and again I’m free
There’ll be no more trips around the world for me