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1959 (sfjpk30)
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Chorus: Sing hallelujah sing hallelujah Throw a nickel on the grass, save a fighter pilot's ass Sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah Throw a nickel on the grass and you'll be saved.
I was cruising down the Yalu, doing 6 and 24 when a call came from the Major, “Oh, won't you save me, sir Got 3 flak holes in my wingtips and my tanks ain't got no gas mayday mayday mayday, I got 6 MiGs on my ass"
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I shot my traffic pattern, and to me it looked all right The air speed read 130, I really racked it tight Then the airframe gave a shutter, the engine gave a wheeze "mayday mayday mayday, spin instructions please"
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It was Split-S on my bomb run, and I got too goddamned low but I pressed that bloody button, and I let those babies go Sucked the stick back fast as blazes when I hit a high speed stall Now, I won't see my mother, when the works all done next fall (chorus)
Then they sent me down to Pyongyang, the brief said, "no ack ack" By the time that I arrived there, my wings was mostly flak then my engine coughed and sputtered, it was too cut up to fly "mayday mayday mayday, I'm too young to die"
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I bailed out from the Saber, and the landing came out fine with my E and E equipment, I made for our front line Then I opened up my ration, to see what was in it The goddamned Quartermaster, why he filled the tin with grit (chorus) (bandaid6) |
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