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He's a P-38 lightning, twin tails in the sky
Fork tailed devil, watch those bad guys fly
Shipped out to england in forty two
With long range tanks and a job to do
He's the Lightning bugle boy of the eighth air force
He's the lightning bugle boy
Zoomin' high to meet the fight
With those twin booms shinin' bright
He guards the forts, he hunts the foe
Twin allisons make the engines go
When the luftwaffe comes to play
He gives 'em the business, rat-a-tat-tat away
He's the lightning bugle boy of the eighth air force
He's the lightning bugle boy
Zoomin' high to meet the fight
With those twin booms shinin' bright
Dancin' in the hangar on saturday night
With a girl on his arm, everything's all right
Props are feathered, guns are stowed
But when the siren blows, he's ready to go
He's the lightning bugle boy of the eighth air force
He's the lightning bugle boy
Lightning, lightning, P-38
Go, go, go
Lightning, lightning, don't be late
Zoom, zoom, zoom
He's the lightning bugle boy of the eighth air force
And he'll bring those bombers home safe, of course