Lyrics:

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid,
There comes the sound of the guns sending flak!
Out for the scramble, we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack!

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheel-blocks, there's no time to waste!
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Got to get airborne before it's too late!

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving

Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high?

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers,
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round, to come in behind them;
Move to their blindsides and firing again

Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us,
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them;
Heading straight for them, I press down my guns

Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving (doing it again)
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving

Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die.
Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high?