Sunday, 23 April 2017

Forever Flying

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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