Chords for Gory Gory What a Hell of a Way to Die (Blood Upon the Risers)

_ _ _ 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 meekly answered yes and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into [F] the blasted static line unducked.
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 [Bb] he ain't gonna [Ab] jump no more.
He walked _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] alone, he waited for the shot.
[Fm]
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that [Ab] awful drop.
The soot from his reserve [Gm] spilled out and wrapped around his neck.
[Bbm] And he ain't [Ab] gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck and necklaces cracked as stone.
[Db] Suspense and lies were tied and knots [Cm] around his skinny [Ab] bones.
His canopy became much warmer as he hurtled to the ground.
[B] And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
_ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no _ [G] more.
_ The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
[C] He thought _ about the girl back home, [G] the one he left behind.
He thought about the [E] medics and he wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more. _
_ _ _ _ _ The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps [A] were running wild.
[C] The medics jumped and screamed with [G] gleam right up their sleeves and smiled.
But it had been a week or so since last the shoot had [C] failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
_ [G] He hit the ground, the sound was flat, the blood went [A] spurting high.
[C] His comrades were heard to say, what [G] a hell of a way to die.
He laid there rolling around in all the welter of his [A] gore.
And he ain't [N] gonna jump no more. _
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [G] what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [B] what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[Gb] _ [G] There was blood upon [Gb] the risers, [Ebm] there was [B] brains upon his shoes.
[F] _ _
Intestines were [B] a dangling from his [Gb] _
_ paratrooper suit.
_ They poured him from his helmet and they poured him from his boots.
And he [C] ain't gonna jump no more.
_ Beautiful streamer, please open for me.
Blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted ten thousand, waited too long. _
Reached for my ripcord, the handle was gone.
_ 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 [Ab] no more. _ _ _ _ _