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