Another just slightly different version is what I remember. It went like this:

A little bird
With a yellow bill
Was sitting on
My window sill
I coaxed him in
With a piece of bread
And then I crushed
His f***ing head

We ain't allowed to cuss in the Army no more.

Just kidding, but the DSs just about had an accident when I tried to lead my platoon in:

1-2-3-4
You can't count to 5
1-2-3-4
Cause your brain is fried.
On crack, and dope, and all that sh*t you smoke.
Crack baby, OHHH!

We did Yellow bird all the time, our version went like this:

A yellow bird
A yellow bird
With a yellow bill
With a yellow bill
Was sittin on
Was sittin on
My window sill
My window sill

A yellow bird
A yellow bird
With a yellow bill
With a yellow bill
Was sitting on my (stomp) window sill (draw each word out a little longer)

I lured him in
I lured him in
With a piece of bread
With a piece of bread
And then I smashed
And then I smashed
His little head
His little head

I lured him in
I lured him in
With a piece of bread
With a piece of bread
And then i smashed his (stomp) little head

The Moral of
The Moral of
The story is
The story is
Ya want some Head
Ya want some Head
Ya need some Bread
Ya need some Bread

The Moral of
The Moral of
The story is
The story is
If ya want some Head ya (stomp) need some bread

A tiny kitten
A tiny kitten
A little cat
A little cat
Was sittin on
Was sittin on
My welcome mat
My welcome mat

A tiny kitten
A tiny kitten
A little cat
A little cat
Was sitting on my (stomp) welcome mat

I picked him up
I picked him up
I made him purr
I made him purr
And then I ripped
And then I ripped
Off all his fur
Off all his fur

I picked him up
I picked him up
I made him purr
I made him purr
And then I ripped off (stomp) all his fur

The moral of
The moral of
The story is
The story is
To make it purr
To make it purr
Lose the fur
Lose the fur

The moral of
The moral of
The story is
The story is
To make it purr ya gotta (stomp) lose the fur

Originally Posted by Redneck

We ain't allowed to cuss in the Army no more.

Just kidding, but the DSs just about had an accident when I tried to lead my platoon in:

1-2-3-4
You can't count to 5
1-2-3-4
Cause your brain is fried.
On crack, and dope, and all that sh*t you smoke.
Crack baby, OHHH!

we use that cadence all the time here, its a regular staple, but El Paso is right here on the mexican border, drugs are prolly a major part of the cities economy...

I just got back from Infantry OSUT in Ft. Benning and our yellow bird song was a little bit more vulgar . I did have a question. I have been wondering about a cadence we only sang a few times and I really wish I knew the whole thing. I know part of it goes " so early, so early, so, early in the morning" then another part says "but I was so anxious so eager to go so early, so early, so early on that morning." If anyone knows this cadence I would greatly appricate it!!!

Originally Posted by 11bravo10

I just got back from Infantry OSUT in Ft. Benning and our yellow bird song was a little bit more vulgar . I did have a question. I have been wondering about a cadence we only sang a few times and I really wish I knew the whole thing. I know part of it goes " so early, so early, so, early in the morning" then another part says "but I was so anxious so eager to go so early, so early, so early on that morning." If anyone knows this cadence I would greatly appreciate it!!!

It might be hail hail rock 'n roll... It starts out
Hail Hail Rock ‘n Roll
The sound of my motor was loud an bold
And I was always ready to go
So early in the mornin’

My DS Changed it, so maybe yours did too.

Here's an extension to A Yellow Bird that I remember:

The prettiest girl I ever saw
Was sippin' bourbon through a straw
Her hair was blond
Her eyes were green
The prettiest girl I ever seen

So I walked right up
I sat right down
And then I bought
Another round

I placed my hand
Upon her knee
She said GI
You're teasing me

I placed my hand
Upon her thigh
She said GI
Don't go to high

The wedding was
A beautiful one
Her father had
A big shotgun

Now I have
A mother in law
And fourteen kids
Who call me Pa

The moral of
The story here
Instead of bourbon
Stick with beer

This is how I heard the Yellow Bird Cadence

A yellow bird
With a yellow bill
Was sitting on
My window seal
I lured him in
With a piece of bread
And then I squished
His little head
Oh look at me
I'm such a clutz
I missed his head
And hit his nuts
Oh look at me
I'm such a clutz
I----Missed---- His---- Head
And…. (stomp) hit his nuts

A little mouse
With little feet
Was sitting on
My toilet seat
I pushed him in
And flushed him down
His little feet
Went round and round
I pushed him in
And flushed him down
His--- little --- feet
Went….. (stomp) round and round