Ballad of the Silver Fur

to the tune of Ballad of the Green Beret 

Bumming 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.