From Music Café

Uncle Red

My mom's sister got married to the coolest guy
He flies an F-100 up in the sky
Uncle Red Uncle Red
We all went outside one afternoon
Uncle Red flew by and made a sonic boom 
Uncle Red Uncle Red

He's got four fifty-caliber machine guns
And sidewinders if they don't get the job done 
Uncle Red Uncle Red
He's got his flight suit on and he's always ready
To turn the enemy into spaghetti
Uncle Red 
Mess with us and you're dead

I've got a picture of my Uncle Red 
In his fighter jet all you can see is his head
He's in his super-sabre with his name on the side
He don't know how many of the enemy died
But we're all at home safe and sound
'Cause Uncle Red's up there flying around
Uncle Red
He'll drop a bomb on their head

But after twenty-five years in the Air Force
He and my aunty got a divorce
Uncle Red
Too much tossing and turning in bed
He liked to paint the town red
But I still love Uncle Red