My clothes are smelly and my armpits itch
My beard is scraggly and my eyeballs twitch
Six thousand feet - my ears won't pop
The head valve opens - I blow my top
Injection temperatures thirty degrees
and frigid drafts wafts ‘round my knees
Icy droplets form big as a dollar
To fall unerringly down inside my collar
They say a man's not lived until he's gambled
Tomorrow morning I be we get eggs, scrambled
The following day two will get you five
We get hot cakes served with some groovy jive
I stand my watches, and sleep and eat
And fight like hell for a movie seat
The torpedo room echoes with six-guns roar
Two times a day, at one and four
We've books to read and games to play
But all hands try to devise a way
To figure a silly game called "If and When"
We'll ever get back to Pearl Harbor again
I'm cold and I'm weary and I rue the day
This mission was assigned to an "SSK"....
Written by Phil Massicotte and one of his shipmates while doing his thing on a Northern Run in 1956. Phil served aboard the USS Bonita SSK 3 as well as three other boats.. Charr, Capitaine, and the Bonefish.