Who the Hell

Who the Hell were those Chopper pilots

That flew in through the rain
Who the Hell were those men
Who picked up the bloodied and in pain

Who was it that brought us our ammo
Who was it that pulled us out
Who flew in through a hail of gunfire
Past all the fear tears and doubt

Who was it that was exhausted
But kept the blades level and steady
Who no matter what time it was
Always seemed to be at the ready

Who took us into the war
And then took us back out again
Who watched us in anguish cry
Over the body of a fallen friend

Who flew in with the mail
With letters of family love
Who flew missions of mercy
And could still bring down fire from above

Who the Hell were those Chopper pilots
Who gave it everything they had
Like every fighting man before and after me
I mean it when I say

Those Magnificent Bastards were bad


Neils
2:46 pm
04/18/2010
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with specific respect in honor of
CW-2, and Apache's at Dawn.
To all whose lives were affected,
even though they be gone,

By Hueys Cobras and Apaches
Or others now known by different names
The heart guts and bravery that fly them
I still believe

Remain the same

N....again