C-130 (cadence)
From Self-sufficiency
C-130 rolling down the strip,
Combat controllers on a one way trip.
Mission top secret, destination unknown,
Don’t even know if we’re comin’ 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 a reserve by my side.
If that one should fail me too,
Look out ground, I’m a comin’ through.
If I die in the old drop zone,
Box me up and ship me home.
If I die on a Chinese hill,
Take my watch or the commies will.
If I die in Korean mud,
Bury me with a case of mud.
Pin my medals upon my chest,
Bury me in the leaning rest.
Tell my mother not to cry,
Tell my father I did my best.
