The Victory Roll

Break of day
They’re up and away
Into the grey clouds flying;
Flying forth
Away to the north
Sound of their engines dying
Over the mountains, over the sea
Keeping the skyways free
For we are waiting till they return;
What will their tidings be?
The victory roll
The victory roll
Here come the Spitfires back from patrol!
Look up quick
The victory roll!
How lovely to see
The three and then three
Here come the Spitfires home from the sea!
Home for tea
The victory roll!
Flying low beneath the cloud
Hearts below are proud!
Into view
Against the blue
With their engines roaring loud
The victory roll
The victory roll
Here come the Spitfires back from patrol!
Look up quick
There’s thee victory roll!
Home from the mountains, home from the sea
Leaving the skyways free
Homes that are waiting for their return
Fit for victory!
The victory roll
The victory roll
The victory roll!