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Show . SHIPS THAT WILL WIN THE WAR They're launching 'em in Oregon; they're launching 'em in Maine, They're launching 'em along the Jersey shore; Every State that fronts the tide lets a couple of 'em slide 1 Every day or two, and starts a dozen more. A million men are digging ore, a million melting steel; Another million working at the ways. And the riveters are banging and the heavy hammers ham-mers clanging On the rivers and the harbors and the bays. They're building 'em of timber; they're building 'em of steel, They're molding 'em of concrete made of sand And they'll all be strong and staunch when they're got in shape to launch And all ready for the business that's at hand. They soon will dot the ocean like the foam-flecks in a storm, And they're going to go ahead and carry on, Till the great big job is done and the great big war is won, And the Kaiser and Von Hindenburg are gone. V They'll find the men toanan 'em everywhere that Yankees are, Good husky lads who love a stand-up fight. And the baffled submarines will depart for safer scenes When confronted with their majesty and might. They'll bridge the broad Atlantic with a bow-to-sterli pontoon, And the Teuton gang can read its own defeat In the steady hammer, hammer, and the clangor and the clamor That is turning out the mighty Yankee fleet. -- |