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: Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
: Climbing high into the sun;
: Here they come, zooming to meet our thunder,
: At them boys, Give 'er the gun! ''(At 'em now, Give 'em the gun! now)''
: Down we dive, spouting our flame from under
: Off with one helluva roar!
: We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
: Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!

: Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder,
: Sent it high into the blue;
: Hands of men blasted the world asunder;
: How they lived God only knew! ''(God only knew, then!)''
: Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
: Gave us wings, ever to soar!
: With scouts before and bombers galore. Hey!
: Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!

: Here's a toast to the host
: Of those who love the vastness of the sky,
: To a friend we send a message of his brother men who fly.
: We drink to those who gave their all of old
: Then down we roar to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
: A toast to the host of men we boast, the Army Air Corps!

: Off we go into the wild sky yonder,
: Keep the wings level and true.
: If you'd live to be a grey-haired wonder
: Keep the nose out of the blue. ''(Out of the blue, boy!)''
: Flying men, guarding the nation's border,
: We'll be there, followed by more!
: In echelon we carry on. Hey!
: Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!

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