Wolpack's Houseboy
Seventh fragged us 'way up North
On a bridge that wasn't worth
Taking any chance to be shot at
But they said you've got to go
But the word on Uncle Ho
You've no choice, men, this is combat
So the boys in TOG
Pooped us up on what we'd see
And Intelligence said, "Watch for SAMs;
MiGs are up and triple-A
Will be thick as flies today.
Do your best; the war is in your hands!"
Well, we hit the tanker twice
Then my blood went cold as ice
When we dropped off, and crossed the Red
Barracuda understood
He called out, "That launch is good!
Take it down right now, or you'll be dead!!"
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Copyright © 1970 Dick Jonas. All rights reserved.
Words and music: Dick Jonas; Enchantment Music/BMI