munich air disaster 1958

we love them

we mourn for them

unlucky boys of red

i wish i'd gone down

gone down with them

to where mother nature makes their bed

we miss them

every night we kiss them

their faces fixed in our heads

i wish i'd gone down

gone down with them

to where mother nature makes their bed

they can't hurt you

their style will never desert you

because they're all safely dead

i wish i'd gone down

gone down with them

to where mother nature makes their bed