a helmet on a deep breath in a glance upon the sky would we be brave enough to face the wind to fly no one to stop us now just charlie jones and i with nothing but these flimsy wings did we dream a foolish thing to be the men who fly up we flew our engines burning up we flew to touch the sky up we flew with a desperate yearning up we flew prepared to die brothers on wing in skies together far from earth just charlie and i up in the air the radio screams it s charlie in distress a bandit s shot my wing i ve had it now i m going west but know these years with you i ve served them all with pride i know that all good flights must end i m glad my last was with you my friend it s been to short a ride down he went his engines burning down he went from out of the sky down he went in a tailspin turning down he went prepared to die up we d gone in the skies together up we d gone with no question why up we d gone for a soldier s duty for a country we could not deny a brother lost in a blaze of glory far from earth charlie jones farewell and goodbye