Air Force Song

Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high, into the sun.
Here they come, zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, give 'er the gun!
Down we dive, spouting our flames from under,
Off with one helluva roar.
We live in fame, or go down in flames.
Nothing will stop the US Air Force!

Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder;
Sent it high, into the blue.
Hands of men blasted the world asunder,
How they lived, God only knew!
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wing ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers galore,
Nothing will stop the US Air Force!

Here's a toast to the host
Of those who love the vastness of the sky.
To a friend we send
The message of his brother men who fly.
We drink to those who gave their all of old,
Then down we roar to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
A toast to the host of those we boast,
The U-S Air Force!

Off we go into the wild sky yonder.
Keep the wings level and true.
If you live to be a grey-haired wonder,
Keep the nose out of the blue.
Flying men, guarding our nation's borders,
We'll be there followed by more.
In echelon we carry on,
Nothing can stop the US Air Force!

Submitted to CAP-TALK by Tom Morgan

Submitted by: Jim Beauchamp
Squadron: Decatur Composite Squadron 01059
Telephone: 205-351-8397
E-Mail: ks4.au@Hiwaay.net
Packet Id: AL0173