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The B-17 flew crippled and tattered
Longing for a safe landing home
The fuselage so bloodied and battered
They faces potential doom alone

From the clouds a fighter's fury
Alas this must be the final flight
As crew in silence prayed contrition
Surely the fortress would ignite

An iron cross with a golden heart
Would signal a guiding sign so clear
He'd route the dying winged avenge
Towards england's shore to steer

From their war, half a century beyond
The saint and veteran flyers bond
They fortify what's good and right
That mankind heart again transcends the fight

Spirit of the iron saint fly on
A fellowship of man forever strong
Spirit of the iron saint fly on
Fly on, fly on, fly on......................

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