Toby Hughes, Saul Broudy, Chuck Rosenberg, Tom Price, Robin Thomas - Cobra Seven | Текст песни

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• Toby Hughes, Saul Broudy, Chuck Rosenberg, Tom Price, Robin Thomas
• Cobra Seven

Fill your mugs and glasses,
And I'll sing to you a song
Of a FAC called Cobra Seven
And his fight against the Cong.
We flew III Corps together (three corps?)
We worked it night and day
From the dusty strip at Ku-chi (?)
To the main street of Song Bay (?)

He was flying late one evening
Round the mountain near Te-Nimh (?)
When he heard the chopper's "Mayday!
We're hit and goin' in!"
At the base of Te-Nimh (?) Mountain,
He saw the Huey fall.
He started for the crash site
And made a Mayday call.

He heard the voice on guard then (?)
A survivor on the ground.
There's three of us alive here,
And bad guys all around.
As he looked down at the clearing,
Saw VC all about,
Help was on the way now,
But time was running out.

He armed his Willie Peter (?)
He still had two full racks;
Hosed (?) two off at the VC,
And stopped them in their tracks.
Then he saw the Cong regrouping,
And once more moving in;
He fired his last two rockets
And turned them back again.

A Huey out of Te-Nimh
Then arrived upon the scene;
To cover for the rescue,
He grabbed his M-16.
He was firing out the window,
Flying low across the trees,
With the bullets swarming 'round him,
Like a hive of deadly bees.

The Friendlies watched in wonder
At this pilot bold and brave;
One man holding back twenty
While the Huey made the save.
As they climbed aboard the chopper,
Saw the VC find the range,
And they cried for Cobra Seven
As he went down in flames.

In the dusty heat of III Corps
When the Army's long day ends,
They speak in silent voices
Of the FAC who saved their friends.
From Lai-Kay up to Bu-Dop (?)
From Ku-chi (?) to Fook-long (?)
They remember Cobra Seven
And his fight against the Cong.

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