YMCA 
THE RED TRIANGLE 
Daniel M. Henderson 
Lift up the Red Triangle 
Beside the thundering guns — 
A friend, a shield, a solace 
To our ten million sons ! 
Go build a hut or dug out 
By billet or by trench — 
A shelter from the horror, 
The cold, the filth, the stench ! 
Where boys we love, returning 
From out the gory loam 
Can sight the Red Triangle 
And find a bit of home ! 
Lift up the Red Triangle 
Against the things that maim ! 
It conquers Booze, the wrecker ! 
It shuts the House of Shame ! 
Go make a friendly corner, 
So lads can take the pen 
And get in touch with mother 
And God's clean things again! 
Where Hell's destroying forces 
Are leagued with Potsdam's crew, 
Lift up the Red Triangle — 
And help our boys "come through"! 
