Alice said to Bomber: “Dear,
I think we’ve got a problem here,
I’m too tired, man, I can’t steer,
Someone get me out of here”.
Captain Charlie fires his guns,
His Mustang comes in from the sun,
Cuts the Bomber right in half,
Buzzes by them with a laugh.
Captain Charlie’s flying high,
He’s the terror of the sky,
??? down in a span,
Captain Charlie won again.
This ain’t a show, this is for real,
Got real bullets, got real steel,
Yeah, real screamin’, real cryin’,
Real people really dyin’.
Nashville is on fire tonight,
The sky is criss-crossed with spotlights,
The Grand Ole Opry ain’t no more,
Welcome to the Tennessee air wars.
In 92 the feds collapsed,
They don’t get all in the state’s labs,
Innocent army, Alabama border,
Birmingham said this playing’s over.
They hit Memphis before dawn,
By sun a half of town was gone,
Smoke blocked up the morning sun,
Tennessee air wars had begun.
Captain Charlie been an ace,
Another time, another place,
He’s turning 62 that fall,
But he could not ignore the call.
He led the raid thirteen days later,
Codename “Yellow Alligator”,
That was the day Birmingham died,
“This one’s for Elvis!” was the battle cry.
For years and years the war raged on,
Till ??? what had been was gone,
Till no one could remember why
The planes are fighting in the sky.
On October 9th of ??? fall,
The last day of the big air war,
Captain Charlie’s Mustang caught some FLAC
And Charlie never made it back.
Three sons and four grand-sons too,
Charlie lost since 92,
He bowed his head and said a prayer
As the Mustang fell down from the air.
Tennessee air wars…
Tennessee air wars…
Tennessee air wars…
Tennessee air wars…