A Ranger’s life – not our own,
No longer even our mother’s.
A possession once haughtily held,
Now a shield and a surety for others.
Having given up all that we were,
But gaining even more in return
In the ultimate school of hard knocks
Where being isn’t given but earned.
Duty and Honor; fealty words
For our spartan new existence,
Our lives and even our deaths owed
In concert with eternal persistence.
Our society’s golden virtues
Bound reverently in our hearts.
Even when the journey’s tough
We will not fail to do our part.
The pride of this great nation
Held diligently in our rough hands,
Our reward, the scars and injuries
Earned eagerly in far foreign lands.
We may give away our everything,
But until then we will not relent.
We fight for this wonderful way of life,
And the glory of the 75th Ranger Regiment!
