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