Battling Bastards of Bataan

(Verse 1) In the jungles of Bataan, where the sun beats down so mean, Stood the sons of freedom, fighting where they'd been sent unseen. With rifles in their hands, and courage in their hearts, They stood against the tide, each man playing his part. (Chorus) We're the battling bastards of Bataan, No mama, no papa, not even Uncle Sam. Through the trials and the pain, we stand tall just the same, For we're the battling bastards, and nobody knows our name. (Verse 2) They faced the longest days, and the darkest of nights, With no promise of relief, or end to their plight. But they held their ground, with all their might, These unsung heroes, they fought the righteous fight. (Bridge) No pills to ease the pain, no planes to rule the skies, No artillery's roar, just the battle cries. Yet in their eyes, the fire never dies, For freedom's cause, it's the ultimate prize. (Chorus) We're the battling bastards of Bataan, No headlines, no parades, no elaborate plan. But we'll fight till the end, that's the vow of every man, For we're the battling bastards, the pride of Uncle Sam. (Outro x 2) So let's remember them, the brave and the damned, The battling bastards of Bataan. Their legacy lives on, in the heart of every man, The battling bastards, the unsung band.