TO FREEDOM
Your number came up with the sunrise this morn,
This 365's, the best since you's born,
The crew will carry you to Freedom today
With smiles on their faces low and fast, all the way
On this my last day I reflect on it all
Those midnight missions as the infantry'd call,
"Bring the guns, bring the beer, get me the hell out of here"
We never would question their needs or their call
They were our purpose in life, do a little, do it all
The crew will carry you to Freedom today
With smiles on their faces low and fast, all the way
You climb aboard the Huey as the blades beat time,
The rotor gains speed to the engines shear whine,
The crew shares your joy on this final day,
To freedom you go, low and fast all the way
We came from most parts of the old USA,
And loved it the same, still patriots today,
It mattered little that our war wasn't favored,
30 years later, the camaraderie's still savored
We served for each other, these brothers of mine,
Shared many missions through good times,
and the dark part of time,
We conquered fear together, these brothers so fine,
A team, crew and pilots, fought together to win,
A band of brothers, so brave, to the death, to the end.
The crew will carry you to Freedom today
With smiles on their faces low and fast, all the way
One regret remains for these brothers of mine,
That all didn't experience this last final ride,
God took them instead, to the heavens in stride
Their names as reminders in a solid black shrine
Your number came up with the sunrise this morn,
This 365's, the best since you's born,
The crew will carry you to Freedom today
With smiles on their faces low and fast, all the way