THE PILOT F Am C Em F Am C Em F Am C C G G C It was early spring above Lyon Em The lights like prayers all scattered and thrown Am And whipping by your ears C To something bigger C Past deadly aims from the Krauts' elite Em The wife at home with a rosary Am A heavenly voice C C/B* A crosshair to a trigger F Am C Em Didn't know what he told those stories for F Am C Em About the only blind pilot in the second great war F Am C C G G And when he reached the end, he'd say "that man was me" F Am C Em He claimed that he was guided by F Am C Em A Kamikaze man who never wanted to die F Am C C G G So he sought redemption as a ghost in a righteous ear Am F G C Can you hear, can you hear, can you hear, it's loud and clear C I dare not speak of the hand of God But he took more fire than a lightning rod And escaped unscathed Just readymade for battle His fate was sealed with medals and fame But at 4 o'clock lurked a foe untamed And his comrade spoke As the engine began to rattle My friend you fly alone tonight For I'm being called by a great white light One that's far too pure for living eyes But he claimed he saw that light as well As clear as a gun, and as sharp as a bell And he crashed real soft in a field north of Bordeaux Going home, going home, going home, don't send me home (Inst. Bridge:) F Am C Em F Am C Em F Am C C G G F Am C Em F Am C Em F Am C C G G He stumbled out with his broken soul And he broke his leg in a rabbit hole That snuck up quick On idle eyes and a heavy heart They found him there after three long days A farmer was tending to a bail of hay And the pilot cried 'Cos he was afraid of the dark ---------------- *Not really a C/B technically, I just don't know what else to call it. I'm really playing this: |--x |--1 |--o |--o |--2 |--x -------------------------------------------------
