CHASING THE SUN
A roar fae the black pitched dark N' cauld
The rain side oan, an'feelin auld
Tae a light appears ti break the day
She's back an' safe a feelin' say.
Gently she swings her lang' sturdy wing
A Jet blast ballet, so mighty a thing
Fae planet toap an' right aroon'
kept safe an' fu' till we sail ti 'groon.
But its oor turn noo ti keep yous' weel
We'll work till night an tired feel
In noon-tum' sun o' middle east
Tae cauld O' polar huntin beast.
Fae the edge 'O heaven tae grun pluswan'
Through clood' N' snaw and desert saun'
Stood side, aside shared tales si' tall
Heard one, telt two we sang them all.
If you flee oors' then we'll fix yours
We'll meet fur wine an' soup d'jour
Gee us drink, we'll see us right
Ave' done it many a' foreign night.
But yer job's nae done, no' by far
Fur in heaven there lies an Airforce bar
Whaur ye'll aw be lookin doon an' by
The souls wi' your love in their eye.
But noo' dear brothers rest in yer peace
Ken yer best was faur' fae least
Like dogfish fly or punch's rum
A'll see ye on the big det', keep chasin' the sun.
Steven Davies
Ex - Nimrod Ground Crew
1996 -- 2005
Copied from the Kinloss website an excellent tribute
