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The Betty H. Carter Women Veterans Historical Project

Words to ``G.I.``, 1943

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Object ID: WV0122.4.023

Description: Transcription of a WAC song called “G.I.”.

Creator: Catherine Katopes

Biographical Info:

Catherine G. Katopes (1912-1979) served in the Women's Army Auxiliary Corps and the Women's Army Corps from 1942 to late 1945.

Collection: Catherine G. Katopes Papers

Rights: It is responsibility of the user to follow the copyright law of the United States (Title 17, U.S. Code). Materials are not to be reproduced in published works without written consent, and any use should credit Jackson Library, The University of North Carolina at Greensboro.

Full Text:

The following is a song written by one of the girls in the Band in Des Moines. I wish I could send you the tune cause it’s real cute.

G.I.

Once her mommy made her bed, Cleaned her clothes and buttered her bread; And her favorite dress was red. Oh, me! Oh, my.’ That aint G.I.

Then she came to camp one day, Quickly learned the WAACy way, Under we ar cafe au lait. Oh me! Oh, my! Strickly G.I.

Hats and shoes and shirts don’t fit, Your girdle bunches when you sit; Come on rookie you can’t quit Just heave a sigh And be a G.I.

Typhoid shots may knock you out. All day long you’ll hear Fall Out. Give a grin and loudly shout, Oh, me, Oh my! Gotta be G.I.

In the mess hall she now stands Buried ‘neath the pots and pans, Getting pretty dish-pan hands. Oh, me! Oh, my! Gotta be G. I.

Winter, summer, spring, or fall, Should you try to end it all You can’t die until SICK CALL, You see, if you die, You gotta die G.I.

When our Band members sing this song in lovely harmony it sounds so good. Everyone gets a kick out of the third and last verses.