George Clymer (APA 27) - Naval Cruise Book

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HOME, BOYS, HOME Go to your Division Ondcer ii you want to get away, Off on leave tor a month, or a day; Write out your chit, he ' ll sign ir he can — You can go away ana not come back, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Exec ir you want to get a boat, To visit some friends on some other ship afloat ; He gives you the Barge . . . take it ir you can, You can take all the boats and drown yourself, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Chief ir you want to get some speed ; He shuts down the shower bath and turns it into reed. You ring up three turns raster, and the ship ahead you ram — - The Chief he gave you twenty, and he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the First Lieutenant ir you want a piece or wood, A keg or nails, or a chair ; and be it understood, Each one you see has a different little plan — If it ' s not on Title B, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Navigator if you want to get a chart ; He ' ll give it to you from the bottom of his heart, And if the ship you run a ground or into the docks you ram — The chart ' s corrected up to date, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Paymaster if you want to draw some pay, He sits down and figures it out to a day. He hands you the money with a careless sort of slam — The money doesn ' t belong to him, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Bo ' s ' n if you want to get some rope, Some white-line, some small stuff, some spun yarn, or soap, He measures it exactly and weighs it in his hand — You can take the rope and hang yourself, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Operations Officer it you want to get the dope, He ' ll give you the word on what you want you hope. It won ' t be much, so don ' t start to plan, What ' s the sweat, he ' ll say, he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Gunner if you want to get a gun, And he ' ll give it to you if he ' s only got one ; You sign a little slip, just as meek as a lamb — And you can go and shoot yourself, he doesn ' t give a damn ! You go to the Doctor, you feel mighty ill ; T. he Doctor, looks you over, he gives you a pill, Then if you die, they break out the band — The Doctor ' s done his duty, and he doesn ' t give a damn ! Go to the Chaplin if you feel you are going to die, He ' ll teach you how to beat the game and live up in the sky, He ' ll whitewash your record just as clear as a lamb — We ' ll all go to heaven so we don ' t give a damn !

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cruise book staff WESTPAC 1954-55 Editor Ensign D. L. Christensen Business Editor Lt. (jg) J. L. Burke Photography Editor Ensign J. I. Hanson Advisor Cartoonist Layout Typist Photographers Printers Lt. A. B. Meihls W. D. Wilson, FN K. R. Cunningham, QMSN R. P. Mac Veigh, YN3 G. P. Baumann, MM3 M. Smith, SN Daito Art Printing Co., Tokyo, Japan WESTPAC 1954-55 is the first cruise book published on the GEORGE CLYMER . . . and it may be the last. The final product may be a comedy of errors and mistakes, however, it was intended to be an everlasting memory for those who served abord during the months of September 1954 to March 1 955 ... whether the memory be good or bad. So take it or leave it... you paid for it! the staff Those who we well always remember. . . the Commodore hoisting his U hat the Hell Flag . . . . and the Captain irho when told by the messenger that the OD reports that it was raining and his reply was, Permis- sion granted I .. and to all the officers and men irho made this cruise the Editor dedi- cates the poem on the next page .. HOME, BOYS, HOME..

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