In Celebration and Honor of Our Seawolves

Back in nineteen sixty-six up through seventy-two
Where brown Mekong Delta waters flood
Young soldiers fighting – bravely in country
Covered in orange and red mud

When the scramble horn blew
They answered the call with no hesitation at all
Seawolves taking to the skies,
Leaving no man left behind
No matter what it may cost
Helicopter attack squadron known as HA(L)-3
Flew the skies of Vietnam
To fight for you and me
The price of war is paid by men
Who sacrifice it all
The Seawolves they lost forty-four
That didn’t make it home
With freedom in their hearts – they flew
And gave their young lives
For the red, white and blue
For the red, white and blue

Navy seals pinned down with nowhere left to run
Knew there was hope in the sky
The Huey rotor-rumble chop coming over the tree-tops
Meant that they might make it out alive

Choppers taking fire from VC fighters
Shot off their rockets in return
Weaving through the tracer rounds
Supporting the men on the ground
Even with low JP-5 to burn

Helicopter attack squadron known as Hal-three
Flew the skies of Vietnam
To fight for you and me
The price of war is paid by men
Who sacrifice it all
The Seawolves they lost forty-four
That didn’t make it home
With freedom in their hearts – they flew
And gave their young lives
For the red, white and blue – For the red, white and blue

One-hundred million round out their gun-ship doors
They patched their birds with old beer cans and wire
Highly decorated, with many medals earned
In total – seventeen three thirty-nine

Helicopter attack squadron known as Hal-three
Flew the skies of Vietnam
To fight for you and me
We will always remember them
With tears in our eyes
The Heroes in the Hueys
Forever in our minds

With freedom in their hearts – they flew
and gave their young lives
For the red, white and blue
For the red, white and blue