What a show,   what a fight
Yes we really hit our target for tonight

How we sing  as we limp through the air
Look below,  there's our field over there
With our full crew aboard
And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer

One of our planes was missin'
Two hours overdue
One of our planes was missin'
With all it's gallant crew
The radio sets were hummin'
They waited for a word
Then a voice broke through the hummin'
And this is what they heard:

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Thought there's one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in  on a wing and  a prayer

What a show,   what a fight
Yes we really hit our target for tonight

How we sing as we limp through the air
Look below, there's our field over there
With our full crew aboard
And our trust  in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer

Thought there's one motor gone
We can still carry on

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer

Circa 1943

Lyric by Harold Adamson
Music by Jimmy McHugh