Way out in west Texas where the water is sweet,
With cactus and rattlesnakes six feet deep
They cut off the top of a big ole' hill
And they named it Avenger, Avenger Field...
What a field--too dusty--not fit for humans.
They built the barracks six cots to a room,
Filled 'em with cadets, but they found out soon
Those BOYS couldn't take it, too hot, no air
So they moved 'em out and put the gals in there.
Thought we couldn't take it, go home to mama,
Dream on, fly boys, dream on.
WE GOT THE STUFF--THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
Summers so hot we put our cots outside,
Winters so cold we shoveled snow bust high.
Marched to the flight line, sang all the way,
Wished on the well that we could stay,
Make it through the check ride and show those guys,
Show 'em what?
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
Don't mess with instructors was one of the rules,
And you better be sure you're not caught with booze,
Surprise inspections, don't be slow,
Put the booze down the toilet and away it goes,
Don't need a plunger at Avenger, Clean pipes, and you know why,
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
We earned our wings 'cause we could fly,
But good assignments? Well, that's a flat lie,
They put us in crates that the guys wouldn't fly,
And sent us on missions even birds wouldn't try.
We flew 'em, every mission, we flew 'em And you know WHY?
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
They promised us the moon and they gave us the pits,
But we kept on flying and we bit our lips,
'Cause we had faith--we'd kick some ___
When we got our commissions as Air Force BRASS!
STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
Those Christmas presents were so sincere,
Discharge papers and a kick in the rear.
We took on the fight and we vowed we'd try
To set the record straight, and you know WHY?
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
We stuck it out, day and night,
We didn't give up, made 'em do it right
It took thirty five years to get recognition,
They thought we'd go away, but we held our position!
STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
For fifty years, we've been around
With our hearts in the sky, and our feet on the ground,
With smiles on our faces, we can stand on our own,
And tell the story we've always known,
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF,
WE GOT THE STUFF.
We did it, it ain't no mystery,
We earned it, our place in history,
We were the FIRST, we are the BEST,
We set the records for all the rest,
'CAUSE WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF, WE GOT THE STUFF.
(the last chorus was done
specifically for the WASP Convention, 1992)
Do you still have the stuff, the right stuff?
Do you still have the stuff?
Then stand on up, stand up, and show us your stuff,
THE RIGHT STUFF Every WASP---STAND UP AND SHOW US YOUR STUFF,
WE STILL GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF,
WE STILL GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF,
BE PROUD, EVERY WASP,
THAT YOU'VE GOT THE STUFF,
THE RIGHT STUFF,
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF,
WE GOT THE STUFF, THE RIGHT STUFF,
WE GOT THE STUFF......
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