Lyrics: Say, get a load of that moon, Look at those stars, We get it all for free; All the pretty birdies sing for People like you and me. You've heard of roses are red, Vi'lets are blue, That's corny poetry; Maybe corn is just the thing for People like you and me. Folks may say we're antiquated, If they do who cares? So, we're not sophisticated, Leave it to the millionaires. I'm gonna stick to the moon, Stay with the stars, That's my philosophy; Nature must have thought of spring for People like you and me. Chorus 2: Say, get a load of those guys, High in the skies, Wingin' to victory; Up and at 'em in the fight for People like you and me. Hey, get a load of those gobs, Doin' their jobs, Keepin' the sea lanes free; Just to make the future bright for People like you and me. You must put your Yankee heart and soul in Everything you do. Keep 'em flyin', keep 'em rollin', Uncle Sam'll see you through. We'll have to roll up our sleeves, Tighten our belts, But through the dark we'll see; The lady with the liberty light for People like you and me.