| It was back in nineteen forty-two,
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| I was a member of a good platoon.
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| We were on maneuvers in-a Loozianna,
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| One night by the light of the moon.
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| The captain told us to ford a river,
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| That’s how it all begun.
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| We were -- knee deep in the Big Muddy,
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| But the big fool said to push on.
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| The Sergeant said, «Sir, are you sure,
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| This is the best way back to the base?»
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| «Sergeant, go on! | 
| I forded this river
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| 'Bout a mile above this place.
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| It’ll be a little soggy but just keep slogging.
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| We’ll soon be on dry ground.»
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| We were -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
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| And the big fool said to push on.
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| The Sergeant said, «Sir, with all this equipment
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| No man will be able to swim.»
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| «Sergeant, don’t be a Nervous Nellie,»
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| The Captain said to him.
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| «All we need is a little determination;
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| Men, follow me, I’ll lead on.»
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| We were -- neck deep in the Big Muddy
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| And the big fool said to push on.
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| All at once, the moon clouded over,
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| We heard a gurgling cry.
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| A few seconds later, the captain’s helmet
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| Was all that floated by.
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| The Sergeant said, «Turn around men!
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| I’m in charge from now on.»
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| And we just made it out of the Big Muddy
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| With the captain dead and gone.
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| We stripped and dived and found his body
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| Stuck in the old quicksand.
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| I guess he didn’t know that the water was deeper
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| Than the place he’d once before been.
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| Another stream had joined the Big Muddy
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| 'Bout a half mile from where we’d gone.
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| We were lucky to escape from the Big Muddy
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| When the big fool said to push on.
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| Well, I’m not going to point any moral;
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| I’ll leave that for yourself
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| Maybe you’re still walking, you’re still talking
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| You’d like to keep your health.
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| But every time I read the papers
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| That old feeling comes on;
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| We’re -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
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| And the big fool says to push on.
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| Waist deep in the Big Muddy
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| And the big fool says to push on.
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| Waist deep in the Big Muddy
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| And the big fool says to push on.
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| Waist deep! | 
| Neck deep! | 
| Soon even a
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| Tall man’ll be over his head, we’re
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| Waist deep in the Big Muddy!
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| And the big fool says to push on! |