Tune: On the Wall
Ever singing, ever swinging, that's the old 510th
Here they come, let them thru, make way!
Ever scrapping, never napping, that's the old 510th.
On the ball, spring and fall, night and day.
They'll be cheering, you'll be hearing of our gang some day;
You'll admit we're the best in the play.
Our ambitions bring traditions that will win some day
As the 510th gets on its way.
Written by WWII 510th Fighter Pilog Lt Robert Levy, Supply OIC, 1944.