Capo:III

Intro: play the chords of the first verse

      G                   D
There hasn't been much to do for a long time
C       G       D        G
Someone won the war they say
       C                    G       Em
But he won't give thanks to you for thinking
A7                 D
  We're far better off that way

       G                      D
For he wore the wings and the runway waited
C        G            D       G
Spitfire flies like a bird of prey
C               G       Em
Heinkels come again for hunting
A7                 D
  As they did that far off May

       G                        D
And he rummages through all the books in view
    C          G             D         G
The belts, the badges, after something new
   C                     G        Em
He reads the novels to remind him when
A7                      D
   He fought beside the best of men

G                      D
Ghosts and shades that haunt the memory
C        G         D        G
Words he hears but can't recall
  C                   G      Em
A place that brings a face before him
A7             D
  Names upon a billet wall

G                     D
One more year and the boys reunion
C      G      D        G
Finds another face not there
C                    G     Em
  Still he wears the faded ribbon
A7                     D
  Of the Cross and the Croix de Guerre

       G                    D
And he flies again with the boys in blue
    G                    C    G
The Few remaining of the very few
   C                         G      Em
He tells the tales that he's told before
      A7                 D
And he feels again the esprit de corps

       G                    D
With his victory roll and a mounting toll
       G                     C    G
He's a fighter pilot with an aces soul
   C                         G       Em
He drinks with boys who will soon be men
       A7                D
And he wakes at dawn, he flies again
        G       C       G    D
And he flies......... again

     G              D              G  D  G
Able Baker, Charlie Two and Angels Ten,
         G                D                G
And the fields of England pass beneath the men
            D              G
  Who fly again, who fly again
            D              G
  Who fly again, who fly again
            D              G   D G
  Who fly again, who fly again