C-47 was great for convertin‘,
gunships for $4 million comin’ off the line
Flying, tearing into VC; crucial: firing!
Cut into the trees and brush—during night time!

(Flares illuminate the targets fine!)

Pilot’s port sight allowed the three guns to swivel;
18,000 rpm tore things apart
Port firepower became a terror;
low altitude loiter deployed
In ‘Nam it brought much fear, when on attack
Chances of survival under “Spooky’s” guns were stark

Got flyin‘ after dark, Mini-guns got smoked up

Dragon was Puff, after PPM’s song name
Forces scatter, VC hide outs- Quick! Depart!
Through the tall trees; blistering firepower:
illuminated by tossed flares
108,000 rounds per hour
gunships proved to be a scourge; targets were marked

Operating from Thailand they played their part,
whenever they showed up—pylon turn for firing arc
Gunners poured fire into hillside bunkers- was smart;
weapons stored blown-up; destroyed by aerial shark.
Symbol of America‘s might. With a loud bark:
hail of bullets turned VC into fleshy pink parts. . .
Blood river runs down the hills as “Spooky” departs!!!