Robert MacArthur Crawford
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_U.S._Air_Force_(song)
Off we go into the wild blue yonder
Climbing high into the sun
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder
At 'em boys, give 'er the gun! (give 'er the gun!)
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under
Off with one helluva roar
We live in fame or go down in flame - Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder
Sent it high into the blue
Hands of men blasted the world asunder
How they lived God only knew! (God only knew!)
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings, ever to soar
With scouts before And bombers galore - Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force
Here's a toast to the host
Of those who love the vastness of the sky
To a friend we send a message of his brother men who fly
We drink to those who gave their all of old
Then down we roar to score the rainbow's pot of gold
A toast to the host of men we boast, the U.S. Air Force
Off we go into the wild sky yonder
Keep the wings level and true
If you'd live to be a grey-haired wonder
Keep the nose out of the blue! (out of the blue, boy!)
Flying men, guarding the nation's border
We'll be there, followed by more!
In echelon we carry on - Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!