C-130 rollin’ down the strip
64 Marines on a one-way trip
Mission Top Secret, destination unknown
They don’t even know if we’re ever coming home
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door
My knees got weak and I hit the floor
Jumpmaster picked me up with ease
Tossed my knees into the breeze
If my chute don’t open wide
I have my reserve by my side
If that one shall fail me too
Look out Hell, I’m comi’ through
Kick ol’ Satan in the chest
And put him in leanin’ rest