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