(Verse 1) McNasty, they called him, a man with no fear, Jumped from the skies, year after year. Led the Pathfinders through fire and snow, In the Battle of the Bulge, they made the planes show. (Chorus) McNasty, McNasty, first to the fight, Right through Europe like a thief in the night. The brass didn’t like him, but they knew his worth, Kept the men supplied, kept ‘em safe through the worst. (The worst.) (Verse 2) He wasn’t for medals, didn’t care for fame, But Patton got his airdrops, just the same. Through chaos and flak, bringin' aid from the skies, A rebel at heart, but the best in their eyes. (Chorus) McNasty, McNasty, first to the fight, Right through Europe like a thief in the night. The brass didn’t like him, but they knew his worth, Kept the men supplied, kept ‘em safe through the worst (Verse 3) In France and beyond, he broke every line, Blowing safes wide open, drinkin' fine wine. He wasn’t no saint, but his crew knew damn well, the man could lead them straight through hell! (Chorus) McNasty, McNasty, first to the fight, Right through Europe like a thief in the night. The brass didn’t like him, but they knew his worth, Kept the men supplied, kept ‘em safe through the worst. (Bridge) Though every drop might be his last, Fire and flak, ground comin' up fast, Brothers fell, but he stayed tall, Fighting fate with every call! (Outro) No medals pinned on, no polished salute, But without McNasty, they'd have no rounds to shoot. A rogue in command, unbowed to the end, McNasty, McNasty, a soldier who'd never bend! (x2)
