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BLOOD ON THE RISERS

(with added verses from Vince Speranza)

He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright

As he checked out his equipment and made sure his pack was tight

Then he had to sit and hear those awful engines roar

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die

Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die

Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

Is everybody happy cried the sergeant looking up

Our hero bravely answered “Yes” and then they stood him up

He jumped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

He counted loud, he counted long, he waited for the shock

He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop

The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome

Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones

The canopy became his shroud as he hurtled to the ground

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

The days he 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 he wondered what they’d find

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild

The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled

For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

He hit the ground, the sound was splat, the blood went spurting high

His comrades were heard to say, “What a hell of a way to die”

He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute

Intestines were a-hanging from his paratrooper boots

They picked him up still in the chute and poured him from his boots

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

The letter they sent home went to his wife and baby son

Madam we regret to say your trooper’s life is done

But hold your head up high, his name is written in the sky

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

The baby son grew up and said, “A troopers life for me

A jumper like my daddy was is all I wanna be

I only hope that I can jump as half as well as he”

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)

They sent him to Afghanistan and then into Iraq

The bullet that came speeding out went deep into his back

He hit the ground, but his grenade found enemy on track

And he ain’t gonna jump no more

(Chorus)


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