USS Oklahoma

1930 hours, glasses filled with beer or gin

In the officer's club in the Navy Yard for a short-range battle practice win

Shouts of celebration and a warm Pacific breeze

And finally crawling into cars to steal some rest and be at ease

Morning awful blue and awful bright

In 24 years was never quite so heavy in his head, so he boards his ship and he heads for bed

As he enters starboard side, the speakers crackle in their cry:

'Air attack, all unengaged personnel seek cover

No shit fellows, this is the real thing.'

He's starting down to third deck when the first torpedo strikes