The Few - Raf Song

Intro: Verso 1: We fighter pilots Fought the German chaps In World War II In Hurricanes and Spitfires Performed feats of derring-do The finest British pilots That the world could hope to have Binky! Stinky! Squiffy! Franstisek! And Stansislav! Pré-Refrão Hold fire, is that some foreign chaps Risking their necks? That's right! Some of the bravest men Were Polish and Czech! We like to fire Beating Jerries' our one desire Yeah yeah! All we do each night is pray We'll live to fight another day Take That Hitler! Verso 2: My name is Douglas Barder Let me tell of my ordeal Lost both legs in an accident These ones are not real (They're not real) I left the air force after that Flying was a hobby But when war broke in '39 Came back! (Just like Robbie) Shot down 22 of them Led the air attack Till finally the Luftwaffe Hit me back! Oh no pretty baby His plane on fire Stuck in Colditz Such a shame to retire Yeah yeah! Never forget this great mans story And his role in Britain's glory Ponte: We flew in tough conditions Lucky to survive five missions Not that I'm complaining But I've had just ten hours training Epic dogfights in the sky Outnumbered, that's why We're now known by you As The Few... Phew, he missed me! Verso 3: The Battle of Britain Was our pilots' finest hour Although it seemed at first The Germans were the stronger power (Oh, so strong) We mustered all our courage In summer 1940 Scrambled Air Force squadrons to fly Sortie after sortie Saw Nazi invasion off Just as airmen should Our bravery meant Hitler Wouldn't be back for good No, no We beat the Fuhrer Without us frequent flyers Your life would be poorer Yeah yeah! Britain securer Our stories of heroics will forever endure Wow, yeah yeah! So I think you'll find its true... "Never in the field of human conflict, was so much owed, by so many, to so few." - Winston Churchill