Come on and join the Air force.
We're a happy band they say.
We never do a lick of work.
Just fly around all day.
While others work and study hard,
And soon grow old and blind.
You'll take to the air, without a care,
And you will never mind.
Promotions come upon you just as high as you desire.
You're riding on the gravy train,
When you're an Airforce flyer.
But just when you're about to be a General you find,
The engine stops, the wings fall off,
And you will never mind.
You are flying across the ocean,
When you hear the engine spit.
You see the prop come to a stop,
The goshdarn* engine quit.
The ship won't float, you cannot swim,
The shore is miles behind.
You'll be a dish for happy fish,
And you will never mind.
You are flying your F-86 along the Yalu shore,
Loyal to the Air force, but rotten to the core.
You've only got one engine, Jack,
And if that bastage* quits,
It will be a barrel by itself,
'Cause you're the kind that gets...
You'll never mind,
You'll never mind,
Come on and join the Air force,
And you will never mind.
-Korean war era USAF ditty