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I have been to the end of the earth.

I have been to the end of the waters.

I have been to the end of the sky.

I have been to the end of the mountains.

I have found none that are not my friend.

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Believe it or not, even as a tiny girl growing up in the South I was fasinated with World War II aircraft. I spend many hours of my childhood putting together plastic models of planes and battleships. My father was a veteran (thanks again Daddy), so that might have had something to do with it... but just look at how neat they are! I also have always wanted to have a leather WWII bomber jacket (would have been able to pull it off in my 'tank girl' era, I bet!)


A20 Havoc


Avenger Torpedo Bomber


B17 Flying Fortress

Hello? Is anybody home? Well, you don't know me,
but I know you.
And I've got a message to give to you.
Here come the planes.
So you better get ready. Ready to go. You can come
as you are, but pay as you go. Pay as you go.


B25 Mitchell


F4F Wildcat


F4U Corsair

And I said: OK. Who is this really?
And the voice said: This is the hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
Here come the planes.
They're American planes. Made in America.
Smoking or non-smoking?
And the voice said: Neither snow nor rain nor gloom
of night shall stay these couriers from the swift
completion of their appointed rounds.


P38 Lightening Fighter


P40 Warhawk


P47 Thunderbolt

'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justive is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, there's always Mom. Hi Mom!


P51 Mustang


P80 Shooting Star

So hold me, Mom, in your long arms. So hold me,
Mom, in your long arms.
In your automatic arms. Your electronic arms.
In your arms.
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
Your petrochemical arms. Your military arms.
In your electronic arms.


 
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