Singsing belong dispela place
Changed my mind.
To the tune of "Bless Em All "
Written by QF Traffic Officers, in the Lae Mess.
Charlie "Q "
Oh , they say there's a Beaver just leaving the south,
Bound for the New Guinea shore,
Expected to do all the things that they did in Dragons and Drovers before,
There's many a frightened F/O in his seat, a frightened C.P. looking on,
But it's goodbye to the Drover, you've got to move over,
Or stay in the right seat for sure.
Chorus.
Charlie Q, Charlie Q,
Where the hell did I ever cross you,
I've cursed operations, the man with the plan,
But why did you leave me with only one fan.
Oh I know I'm the first of the few,
And I'm quite sure that one will not do,
I'd rather look over, the nose of a Drover, when one goes, your still left with two .
They gave us a manual to study and read, oh what a tale it tells,
Of fires and failures and ditchings and such, I think the bloody thing smells,
Just think of the Wampit, the Wau and the Snake, throw in a Memyamya as well,
I don't give one iota, I prefer a Tri - motor,
You can damn all your Beavers to hell.
Chorus.
Charlie Q, etc.
The Pilots decided they weren't paid enough, so they went to the courts recently,
Lawers, Barristers, Judges and such and when it was over they didn't get much,
So the company has had the last say, the Beaver is still on it's way,
So God help the boys, when they run out of noise, ' cause to walk, it's a BLOODY , LONG WAY.
Chorus
Charlie Q, etc
Cheers
robroy
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