On
the ocean
and
the sea,
her
mighty mass,
she
carried me.
*
She
carried me
and
many others,
for
after all,
we
all were brothers.
*
Our
tours seemed brief
in
her great story,
for
she had seen
and
lived the glory.
*
Her
battles rang loud
to
the world around,
as
her valiant life
was
far from ground.
*
The
Yorktown legend
is
one of prominence,
The
Fighting Lady
was
known for dominance.
*
Her
men, her planes
her
fighting spirit,
Knew
no bounds
her
crew wouldn't hear it.
*
They
went to sea
for
duty calls
and
took their place
in
hallowed halls.
*
This
old gray lady,
this
grand ol gal,
has
met the enemy
and
gave em hell.
*
Some
say she rests
at
the bottom of the sea,
but
we who know her
know
that can't be.
*
She
lives in the hearts
of
many a mortal,
and
sails as always
through
greatness' portal.
*
In
days gone by
she
had her heyday,
We
hold her dear
The
Fighting Lady.
Bill
Jones
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