Do You Have Your Wings?

Who's that yonder green as grass?
Must be the W-8 freshman class:
Don't know when to turn or where
And it's just beginner's luck that keep 'em in the air.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
Harmony: No, we haven't 'em yet.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
Harmony: No, we haven't 'em yet.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
Harmony: No, we haven't 'em yet.

ALL: It's a long, long way but we'll get 'em you bet.

Who's that yonder shining like a light?
Must be the gals of the W-7 flight.
Full of facts, they try to pass,
Still you know it's not gold for it's only brass.

Who's that reciting with eyes tightly shut?
Can't seem to think what goes with what.
It's the cockpit procedure of the AT-6
Ain't it has W-6 in an awful fix.

Who's that yonder driven to drink?
Must be the gals on the doggoned Link.
Check your altitude and speed of air.
Still they fly all day and they get nowhere.

Who's that flying hither, thither 'n' yon?"
One day they're here and the next they're gone.
Must be W-4's cross country trips
Ask about social life, they'll give you good tips.

Who's that yonder in hangar three
That was the ramp of the old PT
Now it's "Home Sweet Home" to W-10
They may get out but they don't know when.

Who's that coming out from under the hood
Frayed around the edges but it's understood:
It's W-9 and they look a bit lit
Think they're through with rate-group
& dit-dah dit-dah dah-dit

Who's that yonder flying like an ace?
She rides the skies with a lazy grace.
She's dressed in blue and her pride you can see.
No, you don't have to guess, you know it's W-3.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
Harmony: Oh, yes, my pet.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
Harmony: Oh, yes, my pet.

Unison: Oh, do you have your wings?
All: It's a long, long way

And we earned 'em you bet!