THE U.S. AIR FORCE SONG
Robert Crawford


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.
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one, hell of a roar.
We live in fame, or go down in flame,
Nothing can 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
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers galore
Nothing can 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 the 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 blue yonder,
Keep your wings level and true.
If you'd live to be a gray-haired wonder,
Keep your nose out of the blue.
Flying men, guarding our nation's borders,
We'll be there, followed by more.
In echelon, we carry on,
Nothing can stop the U.S. Air Force!