Show ROLL CALL IN slowly died the last red sunbeam elow ly came the hush of night where the moon illumined stronghold of the bearded muscovite broke the landscapes rolling contour in fair corean vale many a warriors heart wa sheavy a warriors cheek was pale forthe bloody fight was oen silenced was the cannons roar all was quiet as a tann without a soul and before the call of tape several chaps volunteered halfheartedly half heartedly to call the roll malor present major here brave old bugler bikowsky standing near Pun keroff la here and Sniff eky up quartermaster cant lose me boye never fear present too waa vladimir bage rolt and ivan and the not to mention many more with appel lations much the who retorted here and present when the time to answer camo slowly spread the crimson sunrise and the birdies in the trees sang a song that sounded bully to the muscovite main squeeze by my beardsly beard sky muttered be a glorious victoreen vic toree valiant bad to go poor boul but the only other chap vas the yap who succumbed to lockjaw when be called the roll milwaukee |