From down below an enemy spotted

So hurry up rearm and refuel

But through the bomber's damaged airframe

See wounded men scared to the bone.

Look to the right and then look again

And see the enemy in the eye

No bullets fly spared by his mercy

Escorted out

Out of harms way.

Fly, fighting fair

It's the code of the air

Brothers, heroes, foes.

Killing machine

Honour in the sky

B-17 flying home

Killing machine

Said goodbye to the cross he deserved.

He risked his life two times that day

To save an unknown enemy

Escort to safety out of the kill zone

A short salute then departed.

Fly, fighting fair

It's the code of the air

Brothers, heroes, foes.

Killing machine

Honour in the sky

B-17 flying home

Killing machine

Said goodbye to the cross he deserved.