Blood Upon the Risers
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 blooper, and he surely shook with fright (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
As he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
"Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
Our Hero meekly answered, "Yes," and then they stood him up (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
He counted loud, he counted long, he waited for the shock (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The silk from his reserves spilled out, and wrapped around his legs (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
His canopy became a shroud as he hurtled to the ground (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
The days he'd 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 (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
For it had been a week or so since last a chute had failed (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
He hit the ground, the sound was splat, the blood went spurting high (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
His comrades were to say, "What a helluva way to die!" (Lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon his chute
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit
They poured him from his helmet, and they poured him from his boots
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Beautiful streamer, please open for me
Blue skies 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 (no more)
No, ohh
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 blooper, and he surely shook with fright (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
As he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
"Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
Our Hero meekly answered, "Yes," and then they stood him up (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
He counted loud, he counted long, he waited for the shock (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The silk from his reserves spilled out, and wrapped around his legs (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
His canopy became a shroud as he hurtled to the ground (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
The days he'd 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 (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
For it had been a week or so since last a chute had failed (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
He hit the ground, the sound was splat, the blood went spurting high (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
His comrades were to say, "What a helluva way to die!" (Lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore (lo, lo, lo, blooper lo)
And he ain't gonna jump no more
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
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon his chute
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit
They poured him from his helmet, and they poured him from his boots
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Beautiful streamer, please open for me
Blue skies 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 (no more)
No, ohh
Credits
Writer(s): Traditional (writer Unknown), Billie Ray Fingers, Bruce Fingers, Wayne C. Ingram
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