Another year has passed us by
Thirty five total yet still we cry
A generation has been born and started to grow old
That generation's children need to be told

The mission needed to be flown that day
It was their jobs and they had no say
They worked as a crew to get the job done
Together they worked as if they were one

Six brave, young men paid the ultimate price today
They died in a place which most people can't say
They have left us now and we didn't say good-by
We can only wait for the day we can tell them Hi

Gator 297 was lost on this day
Each of us needs to stop for a minute and pray
God, keep them and protect them,please hear our plea
They gave their lives so others could be free