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 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 ain't a-goin' fishin'
 Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
 And we'll all stay free
 Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord) and pass the ammunition
 Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord) and pass the ammunition
 Praise the Lord (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