a bomber's ballet, a deadly hymn
a sacrifice made, for freedom's gain
Icy wind whips, through the perspex dome,
tracers like streaks, lighting up his home
Tail-end Charlie, the lone wolf's cry,
the bomber's shield, the last line of sand
He scans the inky black, a watchful eye,
Four engines roar, a symphony grim,
He knows the danger, the ever-present threat,
Belly cold, in the dark he rides,
a speck of dust 'gainst the fiery whole
His fingers grip the guns, a steady hand,
The bombs fall heavy, a fiery rain,
for the Messerschmitt's bite, the flak that flies
guarding his brothers, their victory sprung
a sleepless vigil, a pouring rain
their bravery echoes, a debt we've all paid
Though history whispers, their names may fade,
He fights the bite, the endless strain,
a guardian angel, soaring in the sky
Tail-end Charlie, a hero unsung,
Lancaster's tail, where the danger hides
Of fear and sweat, as the bomber pounds,
but courage unyielding, he won't back down yet
Tail-end Charlie, the loneliest soul,
enemy cities, on hallowed grounds