SKY PILOT
Eric Burdon and the Animals, February 1968.

He blesses the boys 
As they stand in line
The smell of gun grease 
And their bayonets they shine.

He's there to help them 
All that he can
To make them feel wanted 
He's a good holy man.

Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You never,never,never reach the sky.

He smiles at the young soldiers 
Tells them it's alright
He knows of their fear 
In the forthcoming fight.

Soon there'll be blood 
And many will die
Mothers and Fathers 
Back home they will cry.

Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You never,never,never reach the sky.

He mumbles a prayer 
And it ends with a smile
The order is given 
They move down the line.

But he'll stay behind 
And he'll meditate
But it won't stop the bleeding 
Or ease the hate.

As the young men move out 
Into the battle zone
He feels good - 
With God you're never alone.

He feels so tired 
And he lays on his bed
Hopes the men will find courage 
In the words that he said.

Sky Pilot 
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You never,never,never reach the sky.

You're soldiers of God
You must understand
The fate of your country
Is in your young hands.

May God give you strength
Do your job real well
If it all was worth it 
Only time it will tell.

In the morning they return
With tears in their eyes
The stench of death
Drifts up to the skies.

A young soldier so ill
Looks at the Sky Pilot
Remembers the words
"Thou shalt not kill".

Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You never,never,never reach the sky.

Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You never,never,never reach the sky.

 
