Platoon 17B

Fall 1981

by Privates Tina Martin, and Kerry Myer
Submitted by: Barbara Conover
(to the tune of: "YOU'VE GOT A FRIEND" By Carol King)

We arrived at sunrise, when the sky was dark and grey,
And since then, we've changed in so many ways.
Parris Island took us, and now we're here to stay,
Hoping to be a Marine someday.
Standing tall, marking time,
Sergeant Ebert keeps us in line.
Feeling proud now, and she's looking fine.
Drilling us with all her might,
Seeing that we get it just right.
We're moving up, up, up, up, up...
We're 17B.

Military bearing, that's Sergeant Tippett's aim.
To her, these eight weeks are no game.
Sergeant Clemon's tells us, how to be on time,
"Doin' your own thing", won't make us shine.

Motovation all the way, 1st Lietenant Ballard's way.
P.T.ing hard, hard, hard, hard, hard,
With 17B.
Together we're pulling along, teamwork is wat makes us strong.
God, country, and corps, ooh-rah, ooh-rah,
A woman Marine.
(fading) 17B, 17B, 17B.