Give Me Operations
(As recorded by Oscar Brand)
Don’t give me a P-38; the props, they counter-rotate
She’s scattered and smitten from Burma to Britain
Don’t give me a P-38, NO!
CHORUS:
Give me operations way out on some lonely atoll
For I am too young to die; I just want to grow old
Don’t give me a P-39; the engine is mounted behind
She’ll tumble and spin, and she’ll auger you in
Don’t give me a P-39
CHORUS
Don’t give me a Peter-four-oh; it’s a hell of an airplane, I know
A ground-looping bastard, you’re sure to get plastered
Don’t give me a Peter-four-oh
CHORUS
Don’t give me an 86D, with rockets, radar, and AB
She’s fast, I don’t care; she blows up in mid-air
Don’t give me an 86D
CHORUS
Don’t give me an F-84, she’s just a ground-loving whore
She’ll whine and she’ll wheeze and make straight for the trees
Don’t give me an F-84
Just give me operations way out on some lonely atoll
For I am too young to die; I just want to grow old
One of my all-time favorite WW II aviation songs!
Thanks for the memories!