Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass 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 pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free

Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord) and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord) and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord) and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free