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1. He blesses the boys as they stand in line,
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the smell
of gun grease and their bayonets they
shine.
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He's there
to help them all that he can,
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to make them feel wanted, he's a good holy
man.
Sk....y
pilot ! Sk....y pilot !
Am G Am C G
How high can you fly ?
You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
2. He smiles at the young soldiers, tells them it's
all right,
Am C
he knows
of their fear in the forthcoming flight.
Am C
Soon
there'll be blood and many will die,
Am D
mothers
and fathers back home they will cry. +
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3. He mumbles a prayer and it ends with a smile,
Am C
the order
is given, they move down the line,
Am C
But he'll
stay behind and he'll meditate,
Am D
but it
won't stop the bleeding or ease the hate.
4. And the young men move out into the battle zone,
Am C
he feels
good, with God you're never alone.
Am C
He feels
so tired and he lays on his bed,
Am D
hopes the men will find courage in the
words that he said.
Sk....y
pilot ! Sk....y pilot !
Am G Am C G
How high can you fly ?
You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
5. You're soldiers of God, you must understand,
Am C
the fate
of your country is in your young hands.
Am C
May God
give you strength, do your job real well,
Am D
if it all
was worth it, only time it will tell.
6. In the morning they returned with tears in their eyes,
Am C
the stench
of death drifts up to the skies.
Am C
A young
soldier so ill looks at the Sky Pilot,
Am D
remembers the words, "Thou shalt not
kill".
You'll never, never, never reach the sky
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