Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and swing into position
Can't afford to be a politician
Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition
And the deep blue sea
Yes, the sky pilot said it, you gotta give him credit
For a son of a gun of a gunner was he
Shouting, 'Praise the Lord, we're on a mighty mission
All aboard, we ain't a-goin' fishin'
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
And we'll all stay free'
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pa** the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pa** the ammunition
And we'll all stay free