Southern boys from Texas went down to Vietnam To fight against red peril an epic war began The boys that came from Tennessee and Mississippi too They didn't want the reds in their beds So they did what they could do
Stand and fight for what was right We wouldn't give in to the other side The morning gains, the red day dawning They want to smell our napalm in the morning
The Southern boys they went to war they took Confederate flags The other men of different types worked behind their backs At home the agitators were talking to the streets Once again a war was lost by leaders who were weak
The traitors stand, in all our lands But they will never show their hands They want to see a red day dawning They want to smell that napalm in the morning
The traitor was an actress from an acting family She was happy to be filled on red artillery The anti-Marxist pilots, they'd fallen to these guns With this obnoxious traitor, she thought the script was fun It's always best, if we fight for the west, until we learn The flags must burn, unless we stop, the marxist falling We will all smell Napalm in the morning Hey Barberella...