November 2001While riding home, after a 12 hour shift, the radio played 16 Tons by Tennessee Ernie Ford. For some odd reason 16 runs stuck in my mind. The result is:
16 Runs
by
SSgt Quentin L. Johnson III
20th Combat AGE Team
Barksdale AFB LA
 
16 RUNS
(to the tune of 16 tons)
 
Some people say an airman is made out of mud
An AGE Ranger’s made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood, steam turbine oil…
A spark that comes from an igniter coil
 
Chorus
You do sixteen runs, and what do you get?
Another day off, but you won’t see it yet
Sweetie, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go
I gotta post changes in my damn T.O’s
 
I was born one morning' and the sun didn't shine
I picked up my run sheet and went to the line
I did sixteen runs in the blinding cold and
The CAT Leader said, "Well bless my soul!"
...You do...
 
(Chorus)
 
I was born one morning' it was drizzling' rain
Droppin’ and hookin’ are my middle name
I was raised in a bobtail, twas a worn out ride
can't no expeditor tell me how to run my line
 
(Chorus)
 
If you see me comin', better move aside
The crew chief’s did and saluted with pride
A Hobart on the left, -95 on the right
I had to roll them both up to clear the site
 
(Chorus)
 
You do sixteen runs and what do you get?
Another day off but you won’t see it yet
Sweetie don't you call me, 'cause I can't go
I gotta post changes in my damn T.O.’s