Alain Whyte - Munich Air Disaster 1958 lyrics

We love them We mourn for them Unlucky boys of Red I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where Mother Nature makes their bed We miss them Every night we kiss them Their faces fixed in our heads I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where Mother Nature makes their bed They can't hurt you Their style will never desert you Because they're all safely dead I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where Mother Nature makes their bed