Misc Originals – 24 Squadron Saaf - Hit The Floor Its 24 (Guitar)

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From the runways of the highveld skies,

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To the deserts where the eagle flies,

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We carried the flag, we carried the fight,

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Buccaneers thundered into the night.

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Through fire and storm, through fear and pain,

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The Squadron’s spirit still remains,

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Though time moves on, we won’t forget,

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The pride of 24 is with us yet.

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Raise a glass to the Buccaneers,

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Sixty years of blood, sweat, and tears,

          F                G
Steel and courage, side by side,

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With brothers in arms and hearts full of pride.

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And when the battle shook the floor,

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The cry rang out — “It’s 24!”

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The spirit soars forever more,

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The pride of 24..

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We remember Angola, the border flame,

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The missions flown in freedom’s name,

          Am                    F
The sound of engines, a thunder call,

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Answering duty, giving our all.

          F                 C
Now hands of old still work with care,

          G                   Am
Restoring a bird to the skies we share,

    F                  C
For every rivet, bolt, and seam,

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Keeps alive the Squadron dream.

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Raise a glass to the Buccaneers,

Am
Sixty years of blood, sweat, and tears,

F                       G
Steel and courage, side by side,

              C                       G
With brothers in arms and hearts full of pride.

    C
And when the battle shook the floor,

        Am               F
The cry rang out — “It’s 24!”

Am         G     C
The spirit soars forever more,

G            C
The pride of 24.

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We were warriors of the sky,

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Bound by honour, do or die,

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And though the Buccs no longer fly,

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Their legacy will never die.

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Raise a glass to the Buccaneers,

Am
Sixty years of service, through trials and tears,

F                       G
Steel and courage, side by side,

              C                       G
With brothers in arms and hearts full of pride.

    C
And when the battle shook the floor,

        Am               F
The cry rang out — “It’s 24!”

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Forever bound, forever sure,

F   G        C
The pride of 24.

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“Hit the Floor… it’s 24.

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24 Squadron, we honour you.”