It takes a heap o’ learnin’ for a qualifyin’
That’s the story I was told by one
ol’ Navy COB
He sez you gotta learn to put a boat
Then tear it down and fix it in most
ever’ kinda weather.
There ain’t no rest or pleasure for
a guy who’s NQP
And a lowly DINK is good as dead, or
so the COB tells me.
You gotta get ten sigs a week, or maybe
it is twenty,
I can’t recall just how it wuz but
I know thet it wuz plenty.
You gotta learn ‘bout pressure air and
when you got that done,
You answer questions by the score or
is it by the ton?
If yore late in gettin’ sigs, you muster
with the Chief
An’ he has DINKS for breakfast, he’s
tough beyond belief.
Next you study ships control, electrical,
Your situation’s critical, you’re almost
An’ don’t forget hydraulics, radar
and’ sonar, too,
Propulsion next you gotta learn cause
that’s whut turns the screw.
Emergency equipment, explain and demonstrate,
If you’re in port, you stay aboard,
no time to celebrate.
Finally there comes a day when you
stand to take your test
Before the board you prove to all that
you’re the very best.
The Captain pins the fish on you, this
is your crowning glory,
You’ve earned your Dolphins fair and
the end of one proud story,
Next mornin’, bright an’ early, you’re
awakened with this quip,
“Come on, sailor, rise and shine, it’s
time to learn the ship!