We've known a lot of anti-Commie guys,
An' most of 'em knew how to take a punch;
They could face the Kremlin smears, the Lib'ral lies-
But McCarthy was the gamest of the bunch.
Now in that scrap he had with Lattimore,
They counted nine on Joe, but never ten;
He got up bloodied--but he thrives on gore-
An' Owen's never been the the same again
So here's to you, Joe McCarthy, you're a swell
A-mer-i-can;
You're a terror to the traitors, an a first-class
fightin' man;
We gives you your certificate, an' with it all
our thanks
For exposin' of the Commies that have snuck
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