I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down 
It was in the jungle wars of '65 
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone 
And I could hear the enemy movin' in close outside 
Just then I heard a twig snap and I grabbed my empty gun 
And I dug in scared while I counted down my fate 
And then a big marine, a giant with a pair of friendly eyes 
Appeared there at my shoulder and said wait 

When he came in close beside me he said, 
"Don't worry, son, I'm here, 
If Charlie wants to tangle now he'll have two to dodge." 
I said, "Well thanks a lot." 
I told him my name and asked him his 
And he said, "The boys just call me Camouflage." 

Whoa Camouflage 
Things are never quite the way they seem 
Whoa Camoufalge 
I was awfully glad to see this big marine 

Well I was gonna ask him where he came from 
When we heard the bullets fly  [bad word] through the [bad word] 
And all around our ears

It was then I saw this big Marine light a fire in his eye
And it was strange but suddenly I forgot my fears

Well, we fought all night side by side we took our battle stance 
And I wondered how the bullets missed this man 
'Cause they seemed to go right through him 
As if he wasn't there 
And in the mornin' we both took a chance and ran 

And it was near the river bank when the ambush came on top of us 
And I'd thought it was the end and we were had 
Then a bullet with my name on it came buzzin' through a bush 
And that big marine he just swatted it with his hand 
Just like it was a fly

Whoa Camouflage 
Things are never quite the way they seem 
Whoa Camouflage 
This was an awfully strange Marine

And I knew there was something weird about him 
'Cause when I turned around he was pullin' a big palm tree 
Right up out of the ground 
And swattin' those Charlies with it from here to [bad word] 

When he led me out of danger 
I saw my camp and waved goodbye 
He just winked at me from the jungle and then was gone 
And when I got back to my HQ, I told 'em about my night 
And the battle I'd spent with a big marine named Camouflage 

When I said his name a soldier gulped 
And a medic took my arm 
And led me to a green tent on the right 
He said, "You may be tellin' the [bad word] boy, 
But this here is Camouflage, 
And he's been right here since he passed away last night." 
In fact, he's been here all week long

But before he went he said, "Semper Fi," 
And said his only wish 
Was to save a young marine caught in a barrage 
So here, take his dog tag, son, 
I know he'd want you to have it now." 
And we both said a prayer for a big marine named Camouflage 

Whoa Camouflage 
Things are never quite the way they seem 
Whoa Camouflage 
This was an awfully big marine

So next time you're in a jungle fight
And you feel the presence near
Or hear a voice that in your mind will lie
Just be thankful that you're not alone
And you got [bad word] 
From a big Marine the boys called Camouflage

Whoa Camouflage 
Things are never quite the way they seem 
Whoa Camouflage 
This was an awfully big Marine

Whoa Camouflage 
Things are never quite the way they seem 
Whoa Camouflage 
This was an awfully big Marine