From the scrapbook of Private
Leslie W. More
Ordnance School 5 Sep 1942
Copy donated to hlswilliwaw.com by Ed Sidorski
(Original Author Unknown)
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1 Late at night When it's still daylight, Deep in the heart of Umnak, There's nothing to do, but hunt Caribou, Deep in the heart of Ummak. 2 The fog hangs low, Along the snow, Deep in the heart of Umnak. Every stream In a fisherman's dream, Deep in the heart of Umnak. 3 Over the trails we go Along in the snow, Deep in the heart of Umnak. A full field pack Will break our back Deep in the heath of Umnak. 4 Our only truck, Is covered with muck, Deep in the heart of Umnak. The driver's out of luck, Because he's stuck, Deep in the heart of Umnak. 5 Scotty had to wee But couldn't find a tree, Deep in the heart of Umnak. The poor little pup, Had to give up, Deep in the heart of Umnak.
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