Forever Flying
My friend and
I are both sailors
There at the
top of the body pile
He has some
wonderful tattoos
There at the
top of the body pile
On his chest
was a flying eagle
There at the
top of the body pile
I don’t know where
my friend is
There at the
top of the body pile
But then saw
him in the moonlight
There at the
top of the body pile
For where is
my friend?
There at the
top of the body pile
Is my friend
really dead?
There at the
top of the body pile
I recognized him
due to his tattoos
There at the
top of the body pile
Look at my
friend there now dead
There at the
top of the body pile
Killed by the
stinking Japs!
There at the
top of the body pile
I carry the
horror of seeing you that way
There at the
top of the body pile
You’re always
my friend no matter what
There at the
top of the body pile
Your eagle
tattoo was always the best
There at the
top of the body pile
Rest In Peace
my friend
There at the
top of the body pile
They took
your life before your time
There at the
top of the body pile
My friend the
American sailor
There at the
top of the body pile
I remember
you in a painting I did
There at the
top of the body pile
Never to be
forgotten
There at the
top of the body pile
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