Her windscreen is cracked
and her fabric is weak
there's a torture rack
for a pilot's seat

She's got a grind up front
and a rattle in the rear
and a Chinese puzzle
for a landing gear

Her paint is pealing
and the heater is broke
and when it rains
you're sure to get soaked

One jug is busted
and two plugs won't fire
and her piston rings
are bailing wire

But in spite of this and that's about all
any plane can do

Now with the new type planes
you get some tools and a book of rules

Well a ball peen hammer
and a pair of shears
is all we've needed
for thirty seven years

Now if we fly her
until that day
that they come
and take her away

If old man Douglas
stays in the game
we will fly another
by the same darn name