We took to the skies
And broke through the clouds on that fateful day
Into a formation we never should break
What some called the Flying Fortress
Was wings on a bulletproof Cage
With 13 machine guns a crew barely of age
As we fly into enemy space
The air is alive with the scream of a deafening huna
Our mission is critical
Ho price is too high to pay
Here they come...
CHORUS:
Fighters swarming and blasting guns
From tyrants freedom must be saved
One in five won't come back alive
Glory shines upon the brave
300 Luftwaffe met us with all guns ablaze
They stood right between us
And the Messerschmitt line
Our gunners frantically followed their flight paths
Defending our planes spiralling downward
Good young men died
As the Allies shot down in flames
Just a few of us made it our target is nearly in sight
Just a few more moments and then it's bombs away...blasted to dust
REPEAT CHORUS
Bombers diving with few surviving
But still we will have victory
Through our sites the ground ignites
Europe finally will be free
SOLO: McGINNIS/GARCIA
Just a few made it back to the base
Some crashed upon landing and others into the sea
Over 70 planes and 650 men lost...Black Thursday
REPEAT CHORUS
Bombers diving with few surviving
But still we will have victory
Through our sites the ground ignites
Europe finally will be free!