We have a rendezvous with destiny
We were mustered, formed and trained in forty-four Volunteers all ran until their legs were strong as oak
Our strength and courage strike the spark
Practiced in harness and helm to jump out the door Bravery in common the fire of patriotism they stoke
That will always set men free
We were afraid flak and darkness was our night When we jumped into France to liberate the land
Assault right down through the skies of blue
Behind the beaches of Normandy, we showed our might Against the fascist of Europe we maid our noble stand
keep your eye on the job to be done
We've done the same for every threat our nation faces We few, we devoted, we band of brothers of the gun
We are the soldiers of the Hundred and First
Elite paratroopers we're ready to fight in distant places Courageous bold and we are the men of the one-oh-one
We fight til the battles won AIRBORNE!!
Whenever we are threatened just look up high A stick of gallant paratroopers drops from the sky
The bold type are words from the song of the 101st Airborne
The words in small type are my feeble attempt to honor the all the brave men of the 101st past, present, and future.