Blood Upon the Risers 歌詞
Blood Upon the Risers - 82nd Airborne Division All-American Chorus
Lyrics by：Traditional
Composed by：Traditional
Gory gory what a helluva way to die
Gory gory what a helluva way to die
Gory gory what a helluva way to
Die and he ain't gonna jump no more
No more
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright
He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar
And ain't gonna jump no more
Is everybody ready cried the Sergeant looking up
Our hero meekly answered yes and then they stood him up
He jumped right out into the blast
His static line unhooked
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory gory what a hell of way to die die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
And the ain't gonna jump no more
He counted long he counted loud he
Waited for the shock
He felt the wind he felt the
Cold he felt the awful drop
The silk from his reserve spilled
Out and wrapped around his legs
And he ain' t gonna jump no more
The risers left around his neck connectors
Cracked his dome
Suspension lines were tied in knots
Around his skinny bones
The canopy became his shroud he hurtled to the ground
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory gory what a hell of way to die die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
And the ain't gonna jump no more
The days he lived and loved and laughed kept
Running through his mind
He thought about the girl back home the one he left behind
He thought about the medics and wondered what they'd find
And he ain't gonna jump no more
The ambulance was on the spot the
Jeeps were running wild
The medics jumped and screamed with glee
Rolled up their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a '
Chute had failed
And he ain't gonna jump no more
He hit the ground the sound was
Splat his blood went spurting high
His comrades they were heard to say
A helluva way to die
He lay there rolling ' round in the welter of his gore
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
Die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
Gory gory what a hell of way to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more
There was blood upon the risers
There were brains upon the ' chute
Intestines were a dangling from his paratrooper suit
They poured him from his helmet
And poured him from his boots
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Beautiful streamer please open for me
Blue skys above me and no canopy
I counted ten thousand waited too long
Reached for my ripcord the handle was gone
Gory gory what a helluva way to die die
Gory gory what a helluva way to die
Gory gory what a helluva way to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more