Guns in the Sky
Eddie Cherkose, Alexander Steinert
The pilot and the bombardier were ready for a trip
The navigator checked his course and climbed aboard the ship
But there was someone missing, so they all began to call
For the very, very, very most important one of all
Hail the men, the band, the guns in the sky
Lift your old boat to each and every guy
To his courage and the boom and the things he learned to do
He's the fight of a team, right on the beam for you and you and you
Hail the men, the band, the guns in the sky
Toast the men with wings as they go thundering by
Everyone's a lucky seven and the gift of good from Heaven
Hail the men, the band, the guns in the sky