Lonely soldier walking on a late pass Trying to find some comfort in the city night Then he saw her sitting in the corner Saw her eyes were smiling at him through the candle light. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green. In the morning found that they were moving Far away to carry on the cruel war No one to tell her that he fought and fell there Thinking of the blue eyes he was really fighting for. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green. Lonely soldier walking on a late pass Trying to find some comfort in the city night Then he saw her sitting in a corner Saw her eyes were smiling at him through the candle light. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green.

If you have a look around a jungle JOC. It isn't very hard to find a super cop; You can tell who he is if you look down 'Cause he don't wear those boots of brown. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. He can run like a cheetah, he can fight like a bear, He can jump like a kudu, he can jinx like a hare And just like a monkey he can climb a tree, He can swim like a tiger in the Zambezi. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. If a terr's on the run or if he goes to ground, Doesn't really matter 'cause they'll hunt him down And if that terr's the first that shoots, He's got no chance against the Black Boots, He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. 'Way down Thrasher or a Hurricane, Repulse, Tangent, it's all the same, They can go where they like, do what they can, But the Black boots always get their man. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga.