Being an Airborne Ranger’s Son

Yoo-doo, yoo-doo, yoo-doo!
Doodle-le-doo-de-ye-yoo! Yoo-de-doo-doo!
Yoo-doo, yoo-doo, yoo-doo!
Yoo-doo-le-doo-de-ye-doo-doo!

Mama's been crying for quite some time
Waiting by the window with a fishing line
And I'm the little worm who got hooked alive
Being an airborne ranger's son
Split a-into at the wishing well
Dropping lucky pennies down a bad motel
It's pitch black, honey
I can't see too clear
Being an airborne ranger's son

Yoo-doo, yoo-doo, doo-doo!
Yoodle-le-doo-de-ye-yoo! Yoo-de-doo-doo!
Yoo-doo, yoodle-doo, doo-doo!
Doo-doo-le-doo-de-ye-doo-doo!

It's time now to leave
This plane's going down
Parachutin' trooper flew the coup to hell
Barbell crazed, I'm amazed how I turned out
Being an airborne ranger's son
One hit wonders and party clowns
Reinvent the wheel to a square somehow
Fight the spittin' image of a tape rewound
Being an airborne ranger's son

Won't you take me with you when you leave tonight
Take the training wheels off
And teach me how to fly
Won't you take me with you when you leave tonight
Take the training wheels off
And teach me how to fly

Yoo-doo, yoo-doo, doo-doo!
Yoodle-le-doo-de-ye-yoo! Yoo-de-doo-doo!
Yoo-doo, yoodle-doo, doo-doo!
Doodle-doo-de-ye-doo-doo!



Credits
Writer(s): Simeon Paygar Williams
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