Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Verse:
G+G G+G D7D7 G+G
Down went the gunner, a bullet was his fate
G+G G+G D7D7 G+G
Down went the gunner, and then the gunner’s mate
G+G G7G7 C majorC
Up jumped the sky pilot, gave the boys a look
G+G A7A7 D7D7
And manned the gun himself as he laid aside the Book, shouting
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And we’ll all stay free
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord and swing into position
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
Can’t afford to sit around a-wishin’
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord, we’re all between perdition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And the deep blue sea
D7D7
Yes the sky pilot said it
G+G B7B7 E minorEm
Ya gotta give him credit
A7A7 A7sus4A7sus4 A7A7 D7D7
For a son of a gun of a gunner was he, shouting
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord, we’re on a mighty mission
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
All aboard, we’re not a-goin’ fishin’
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And we’ll all stay free
G+G G+G D7D7 G+G
Down came the bombers, a-diving from the sky
G+G G+G D7D7 G+G
Down came the bombers, but faith could never die
G+G G7G7 C majorC
There stood the sky pilot, there among his men
G+G A7A7 D7D7
The light was in his eye, as he shouted once again
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And we’ll all stay free
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord and swing into position
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
Can’t afford to be a politician
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord, we’re all between perdition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And the deep blue sea
D7D7
Yes the sky pilot said it
G+G B7B7 E minorEm
Ya gotta give him credit
A7A7 A7sus4A7sus4 A7A7 D7D7
For a son of a gun of a gunner was he, shouting
G+G C majorC G+G C majorC G+G
Praise the Lord, we’re on a mighty mission
D7D7 A7A7 D7D7
All aboard, we’re not a-goin’ fishin’
G+G C majorC G+G G7G7 C majorC
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
C minorCm G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7 G+G D7D7
And we’ll all stay free