Bless Them All 
bless 'em all, bless 'em all
the long & the short & the tall
bless old man Lockheed for building this jet
but, I know a guy who is cursing him, yet
for he tried to go over the wall
with his tip-tanks, his tailpipes & all
the needle did cross & the wings did come off
cheer up my lads, bless 'em all
well, bless 'em all, bless them all
the needle, the airspeed, the ball
bless all those intructors, that taught me to fly
sent me to solo & left me to die
if ever your blowjet should stall
well, your due for one hell of a fall
no lillies or violets for dead fighter pilots
cheer up my lads, bless 'em all
bless them all, bless 'em all
the long & the short & the tall
bless all the Seargants & their bloody sons
bless all the Corporals, the fatheaded ones
I am saying goodbye to them all
the long & the short & the tall
here's to you & lots others
you can shove it up, brothers
I'm goin' back home in the fall
