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...
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
Fighters swarming and blasting guns From tyrants freedom must be saved One in five won't come back alive Glory shines upon the brave
Bombers diving with few surviving but still we will have victory Through our sites the ground ignites Europe finally will be free
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
Fighters swarming and blasting guns From tyrants freedom must be saved One in five won't come back alive Glory shines upon the brave
Bombers diving with few surviving but still we will have victory Through our sites the ground ignites Europe finally will be free!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
