C-130
C-130 rolling down the stripAirborne Ranger on a one way trip
Mission uncertain, destination unknown
We don’t know if we’re ever coming home
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door
Jump right out and count to four
If my main don’t open wide
I got another one by my side
If that one should fail me too
Look out ground I’m coming through
If I die in the combat zone
Box me up and ship me home
Pin my wings upon my chest
Bury me in the leaning rest