Hi

He jumped from forty thousand feet without a parachute (x3)

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

Glory, glory what a hell of a way to die (x3)

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

They scraped him off the runway like a lump of strawberry jam........

They put him in an envelope and sent him home to mum....

She put him on the mantelpiece for everyone to see.....

Now when you go to Mammy's house there's strawberry jam for tea.........

(Sung to The Battle Hymn of the Republic.)

Takes me back to my guiding days and teaching this to the brownies.

Slainte

Alison