Tchepone
I'm hanging 'round ops just killing my time
Off of the schedule not earning a dime
A colonel steps up and he says, "I suppose
You fly a fighter by the cut of your clothes."
"Ya figgers me right, and I'm a good one," I say,
"Do ya happen to have me a target today?"
He says, "Yes, I do; it's a real easy one
No sweat, my boy; she's an old-time milk run."
I gets all het up and I ask where it's at
He gives me a wink and a tip of his hat
"300 miles to the northwest of home;
A quiet little hamlet that's known as Tchepone.
. . .Oh, you'll sure love Tchepone. . ."
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