Over the Flugplatz, over the Rhine
Fuel's running short and so is my time,
Show me the runway, lead me home
Back to the base I love.
Number one came in to land,
He grasped the throttle in his hand
Orenda 10 refused to run
That's how we lost our number one.
Number two was high and hot,
Bags of airspeed he had got,
Touchdown came at GCA
X marks the spot where he died today.
Number three was low and slow,
He tried to stretch it but it wouldn't go,
Heard him say as he hit the ground
"Soellingen Tower" I should have gone around.