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Each verse describes the man's death and the subsequent condition of his body in the aftermath. The chorus mimics the chorus in The Battle Hymn of the Republic, replacing the lyrics "Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on." with "Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! He ain't gonna jump no more."
[Chorus] Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die. He ain't gonna jump no more. [Verse 4] The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome. Suspension lines were tied in knots...
Song: Blood on the Risers (Gory gory what a helluva way to die)From: US Army"Blood Upon the Risers" is an American paratrooper song from World War II.
American Paratrooper - Blood on the Risers (Gory Gory What a Helluva Way to Die) Lyrics. He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright, He checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight; He had to sit a
Jun 13, 2021 · WW2 American paratrooper song most primarily used by the 101st and 82nd Airborne Divisions is still used today by airborne divisions in the United States, the United Kingdom, and many Latin...
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! "Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up, Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up; He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked, He ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock,
Blood on the Risers (Gory Gory What a Helluva Way to Die) Lyrics: There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute / Intestines were a-dangling from his...
Jan 3, 2017 · Blood Upon the Risers [Gory Gory What a Hell of a Way to Die] Johnyisme. Famous World War Two US paratrooper song "Blood on the Risers" with US Army 101st Airborne Division & 82nd...
Jun 21, 2023 · Blood On The Risers (Gory Gory What A Helluva Way To Die) A recording of the US WWII-era paratrooper song 'Blood on the Risers', sung to the tune of 'Battle Hymn of the Republic'. The lyrics describe a practice jump by a rookie paratrooper that goes awry.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die. He ain' t gonna jump no more. The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome. Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones. The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground. And he ain' t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
