A blue-eyed boy from Kanas sat
Covered in leaves and blood and sweat
And miles away from hoping.
The Medevac could not come through
The landing zone was closed off due
To the Cong and their machine guns.
The blue-eyed boy from Kansas wept
With thoughts of home and all he left
To come and fight the commies.
His mom had begged him not to go
For fear that he would not come home
And now his world faded.
But through the haze and fog of war
What sound tore through in thunderous roar?
The Captain and his Huey!
Though on and on the guns they went,
He landed there to save those men,
The Captain and his Huey.
And on the day her son came home
A blue-eyed mom from Kansas cried
And thanked the gods and stars alike
That he was there and still alive.
And when she asked what saved his life
He smiled and looked into her eyes,
“The Captain and his Huey”.