In they put to sea thirteen men and Kennedy Aboard the PT 109 to the brazen enemy And off the of Olasana in the straits beyond the roo A Jap in the night cut the 109 in two
Smoke and fire the sea Everywhere they looked was the The gods of old Japan Yeah thought they had the best of a mighty good man
And on the coast of Kolombangaro through his telescope Australia's Evans saw the battle for the crew had little Two were dead, some were wounded, all clinging to the bow Fighting fire and a-fighting water trying to save their lives
Smoke and fire the sea Everywhere they looked was the The heathen of old Japan Yeah they thought had the best of a mighty good man
McMahon the Irishman was so badly, he couldn't swim Leave me here go on he said if you don't we'll all be dead The PT skipper couldn't him a man to die alone at sea And with a between his teeth, he towed the Irishman through the sea
Smoke and upon the sea Everywhere looked was the enemy The heathen gods of old Yeah they thought they had the best of a good man
He led his men waters dark, rocky reefs and hungry sharks Braved the bayonets, a thirty-eight hung round his neck Four more days and more nights a rescue boat pulled into sight The PT 109 was gone but and his crew lived on
Now who could or who could possibly know That this man named Kennedy Would be the leader of the nation, be the one to command The PT 109 was gone but Kennedy lived to fight
and fire upon the sea Everywhere they looked was the enemy but JFK and his lived on proves it's hard to get the best of a man named John Big John, big John, big John, big