The Luck Ones, by Chris Jones UMSC

Just who are the Lucky ones?

The ones who made it home,

From the first, second, and third tour,

However many they’d flown.

Just who are the Lucky ones?

The ones working in the rear,

Who help out greasing the gears,

Running supply there and here.

Just who are the Lucky ones?

The ones way up there,

Soaring high above in the air,

Only to be shot down, by anti-air.

Just who are the Lucky ones?

The ones who stayed home in the rear,

For they lost friends too,

Silent voices too loud to bear.

Just who are the Lucky ones?

The ones who lay in there,

They have no worries now,

Those are your Lucky ones,

The ones without a care.