The Yanks were flying Fortresses at 40,000 feet (3 times)
With lots of ammunition and a teeny weeny bomb.
Glory, Glory, halleluyah etc.
The RAF were flying Lancasters at zero, zero feet (3 times)
With no ammunition and a bloody great bomb.
Glory, Glory, halleluyah etc.

Our Flt Sgt fell from 40,000 feet (3 times)
And he ain´t gonna jump no more.
Glory, Glory etc.
He landed on the runway lika a lump of strawberry jam (3 times)
And he ain´t gonna jump no more.
Glory, Glory etc.
They put him in amatchbox and they sent him home to mum (3 times)
And he ain´t gonna jump no more.
Glory, Glory etc.