The Air Force Anthem

The Air Force Anthem
by 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
(give 'er the gun now!)
Down we dive spouting
our flames from under
off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame, hey!
Nothing'll 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, hey!
Nothing'll 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 will send a 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 the wings level and true.
If you'd live to be a gray-haired wonder
Keep the nose out of the blue!
Flying men guarding the nation's border,
We'll be there, followed by more!
In echelon we carry on, hey!
Nothing'll stop the U. S. Air Force!

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I have to admit - I learned the words

"Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!"

My father was a bombadier in WWII.