Grant Stood By Me When I Was

There's Many A Boy Here Today Who Looks On War As All Glory But It Is All Hell.

I Knew Wherever I Was That You Thought Of Me, And If I Got In A Tight Place You Would Come-if Alive.

The Carping And Bickering Of Political Factions In The Nation's Capital Reminds Me Of Two Pelicans Quarreling Over A Dead Fish.

I Know I Had No Hand In Making This War, And I Know I Will Make More Sacrifices To-day Than Any Of You To Secure Peace.

If I Had My Choice I Would Kill Every Reporter In The World, But I Am Sure We Would Be Getting Reports From Hell Before Breakfast.