The Airborne

They do not hear the command to GO
The call of the sergeant soft and low
Standing by the Aircraft door
They only hear the engines roar
The green lights on its time to go
The dispatchers send you on your way
Over the dark fields of Holland far below
Billowing into the soft night air
Canopy open, check your lines
Drop your container, it all looks fine
Grab your sten gun across your chest
Release the safety, get ready to land
Knees together, feet as well
Pray you dont break anything
Pray like hell

WJK.

The Airborne

papadad

Joined January 2008

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