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TUNE* (Ga Top of Old Snolccy)
Verso 1* Wo irero called into Tan Hiop
On January Tno
We iiuultl nover have gono there
If *re'd only knew
2o We were supporting the ARVHS
A group t&thout guts
Attacking a village
Of straw colored huts
3o A ten coptor mission
A hundred troop load
Throe liJCto are now over
A fourth on the road
ifo Tho TC^o start ©hooting
Thqy fire a big blast
Wo off load the ARYANS
55xo ait. on their ass
5o Qn& copter is crippled
Another sits down
Attempting a roseuo
Mow there is two on the ground
60 A Huey returns now
To give thorn some aid
The VC*s are so accurate
They shoot off a blade
7© Four Pilots are wounded
Tko Crewmen arc dead
Whon its all ovor
A good day for the lied
So They lay in the paddy
All covered vith sliicie
A Hell of a sun bath
Eight hours at a tiiao
9? An armorod Battalion
Just stayod in a trance
One Captain diod trying
To iaako them advance*
10o Tho paratroops landed
A magnificont si$rt
There vas hand to hand co&ibat
But no YG&s in sight
if* Whan tho nows was roportod
Tho ATIVANS had won
Tha Vflfls. aro laughing
Over their captured ©ins.
12 o All* pilots take learning
When tree linos arc near
Let°s loud those dam copters
One ralle to the roar
Oh come to South Viet Nam and fly with us we say you never do a
lick of work just chase VCs all day. While other fliers fat oat
and live sixty, you'll take to the air without a care and you will
never mind.
CHORUS: You'll never mind
You'll never mind
Oh come to South Viet Nam
And you will never mind
You're flying in your Fox-nine-teen just marking targets you say.
You *\>11 isx on a VC hut this is your lucky day. Your rockets
armed* ycm pTOes ±n close Xhe l5rxgg*r$you do squeez. The goddam
thing blows off your wing you are heading for the trees. (CHORUS)
You're flying in your -DW&.T (Armed Huie) along a VC flank. You
take a hit, you get some ipore you viish you had a tank. The rotors
gone the engines quit you are behind. VC lines. No one escorts
your body back but you will never rnihd. (CHORUS)
You're flying in you H-3-4 (H MM) to an eight thousand foot LZl
You've got ten men and you must hoyetf a piece of cake you see.
Yoti hover for a moment then crash on VC ground, the "0ft Club
has free drinks tonight but you wonlt be around. (CHORUS)
"SiiU *o3J in oxx your dive bomb run yPU hear an awful tear* Your
twenty six (&*26) ain't got no tftngp, it really isn't fair, but
passing through those pearly g&t&s Mother pair you'll find. You'll
be with Bete and his Angles s*N$t and you will never mind. (CHORUS)
You rack your mighty T-Two-Eight (T-5?3) in for your final pass.
Ybtir ftCrtr tajtftay jxm mm mrb m±a*» you^ X -never bue-t your «.ac. Yau
press in close you can't pull out, ycju hit just like a rock. You
weren't shart and screwed it up, you hit at 6 0'Clock. (CHORUS)
Your flying in your One Two Three to make a paradrop. You get too
low and you are too slow a mountain you can't top. At military
power you hit a low speed stall, now you won't be with your buddies
when they rotate back this fall. (CHORUS)
Your resupplying air strips in your Caribou. The next one has seven
hundred feet, this is no sweat for you, you make your touch down
long and just a little hot, you tiptoe through the tulies your
wreckage marts the spot. (CHORUS)
You're flying in a Mohawk attracting VC fire you wish they'd do some
shooting, this boredom makes you tire. They open up with fifties and
blow your ship to hell. The Martin Baker doesn't work but you will
never tell. (CHORUS)
You're flying in your Gooneybird, your ass is getting tired. The
pilots sick the V-NAFs quit yopr W^you'll aoon be £i££d tha engines
are 00 damed noiey but soon the sounfris gone the air speeds lost
•the ground comes up you won't be aroynd for long. (CHORUS)
The U Ten B is a mighty bird made like a Cadilac. The Air Force heard
and passed the word the big loads you can't hack. The cross winds are
very trickey the gear is mighty slim, you'll go round and round when you
touch the ground, your sure to spin right in.