No bullets fly

From down below one enemy’s spotted
So hurry up, rearm and refuel
But through the bomber's damaged air frame
See wounded men scattered and burned

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 harm’s 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 killzone
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

Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh

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