Modern Cannon Ball
By A.P. Carter, Bill Boyd and Earl Nunn
Published 1942

Far across the great Pacific
To the island of Japan
We've got a score to settle
And the time is now at hand
We've gotta send some airplanes,
Fly'in o'er the sea
To make this country safe for those
Who love democracy

The aeroplanes are hummin',
Hear the angry bullets whine
We're gonna have to use them
To salivate the swine
They'll know their days are over
When the shells around them fall;
We'll send this message to them
On the MODERN CANNON BALL

I know you've heard this story
of Pearl Harbor and Luzon
The spirits of the men who died,
Say we must carry on;
We'll blast this little island
From the ocean mighty soon
We'll blow them up so doggone high
They'll splatter on the moon

The aeroplanes are hummin',
Hear the angry bullets whine
We're gonna have to use them
To salivate the swine
They'll know their days are over
When the shells around them fall;
We'll send this message to them
On the MODERN CANNON BALL

We'll drive them from the ocean,
And the islands of the sea
The people will be free again
Just like they ought to be
On top of Fujiyama,
In this yellow heathen land
We're gonna plant Old Glory
On the island of Japan

The aeroplanes are hummin',
Hear the angry bullets whine
We're gonna have to use them
To salivate the swine
They'll know their days are over
When the shells around them fall;
We'll send this message to them
On the MODERN CANNON BALL