No Bullets Fly

From down below an enemy spotted

So hurry up rearm and refuel

But through the bomber's damaged airframe

See wounded men scared to the bone

Look to the right and then look again

And see the enemy in the eye

No bullets fly spared by his mercy

Escorted out

Out of harms way

Fly, fighting fair

It's the code of the air

Brothers, Heroes, Foes

Killing machine

Honour in the sky

B-17 flying home

Killing machine

Said goodbye to the cross he deserved

He risked his life 2 times that day

To save an unknown enemy

Escort to safety out of the kill zone

A short salute then departed

Fly, fighting fair

It's the code of the air

Brothers, Heroes, Foes

Killing machine

Honour in the sky

B-17 flying home

Killing machine

Said goodbye to the cross he deserved

Fly, fighting fair

It's the code of the air

Brothers, Heroes, Foes

Killing machine

Honour in the sky

B-17 flying home

Killing machine

Said goodbye to the cross he deserved