Frank Loesser — Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition

Down went the gunner, a bullet was his fate Down went the gunner, and then the gunner's mate Up jumped the sky pilot, gave the boys a look And manned the gun himself as he laid aside the Book, shouting Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free Praise the Lord and swing into position Can't afford to sit around a-wishin' [or Can't afford to be a politician] Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition And the deep blue sea Yes the sky pilot said it Ya gotta give him credit For a sonofagun of a gunner was he, shouting Praise the Lord, we're on a mighty mission All aboard, we're not a-goin' fishin' Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free