Ballad of the Silver Fur
to the tune of Ballad of the Green BeretBumming wolves from the sky
Stupid wolves who jump and die
Wolves who mean just what they say
And they never stay away
Silver fur upon their chest
These are wolves, America's best
One hundred wolves we'll test today
But only three will get away
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained to run instead of stand
Wolves who bum by night and day
Only they won't stay away
Silver fur upon their chest
These are wolves, America's best
One hundred wolves we'll test today
But only three will get away
Back at home young wolfette waits
Her beloved wolf has met his fate
He has died for bunny breast
Leaving her his last request
Grow silver fur on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a wolf they'll test one day
Have him win and get away.
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