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Come all ye young maidens
And hear my sad tale
bout a brave young trooper
Who sure did fail (whose chute did fail)
As he went up in-
to the cloudy sky
He sang a sad song
On his way to die
He sang, My love is far, far from me,
Far beyond the South China Sea
I left her there, with a tear in her eye
For I must go where brave men die
Ohhh Oh Ohhhh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Yes I must go where brave men die
As he went out of the plane
Into the stormy night
I saw the young trooper
In a burst of fiery light
As he fell through the night
His chute all in flame
A smile on his lips,
He cried out his girls name
We found the young trooper
No longer will he be sore (No longer will he be soarin')
From the great iron bird
Hell jump no more
His face was pale
As purest milk
And we wrapped him round
In parachute silk
Ohhh Oh Ohhh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Yes we wrapped him round in parachute silk
So all ye young maidens
Come listen to me
Never love a paratrooper
Youll never be free
For some dark night
When he falls through the sky
His chute will not open
Your love will die
Ohhh Oh Ohhh Ohh Ohh Ohh
His chute will not open
Your love will die