Sung to the tune of Oh Danny Boy

Oh Danny boy, the hooks, the hooks are calling
From trough to trough , and down the wave side
The summer's here, and all the trollers are dying
'tis you, 'tis you must bite as Mooron crys for sharks.

But come you back when Oz 's in the meadows
Dead from a gunshot fellows, the unarmed fool he will be
Or when the asa ocean is hushed and white with snow
'tis Oz be there stalking in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, Oz loves your lizard so.

And if you come, when all the trollers are dying
And Oz is dead, as dead he well may be because of stupity
You'll come and find the place where Bobby is lying, or crying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for OZ.

And OZ shall hear, tho' stomp you tread above him
And all his stupity will warm and sweeter be to thee
If you'll not fail to tell Oz that you love him
Oz will never simply sleep in peace until you come.

Oh Danny Boy keep witt and your guns oiled,
Just cause you upset that ozzy fellow
Oh Danny boy, oh danny boy, Oz he loves your lizard so.


Capt. American