Munich Air Disaster 1958

Intro:        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   | x3 |