DaNang Lullabye
- Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in, roll in
Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in
I went over to Southeast Asia
To fight my own war in the air
I've spent half my tour in a bunker
I don't think that it's really fair
- Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in, roll in
Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in
Each morning we blast off to battle
At dawn in the clouds, fog, and rain
The Gyrenes are up even sooner
To recapture the ramp at DaNang
- Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in, roll in
Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in
Each day I go off to fly combat
And then to the club for a beer
I usually finish the first one
And then Charlie's mortars I hear
- Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in, roll in
Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in
My one hundred missions are over
111 resume the life that I led
My wife thinks that it's rather silly
To stack up sandbags 'round our bed
- Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in, roll in
Roll in, roll in; my God, how the mortars roll in
Arrangement Copyright © 1997 Dick Jonas. All rights reserved. Author unknown; arrangement by Dick Jonas; Air Force traditional