Eleven Hundred Men Went Into the Water...But Only One Fell in Love
uh, E and A, and F and G sometimes

We delivered the bomb
To a top-secret base
They were carting it off
To load it onto
The Enola Gay

Pulling away from the concrete pier
I looked back and watched the transport trucks disappear
Into the foliage, between towering trees
The shadows closed in as we motored out
Onto the open sea

(stop)
Oh, salt and blood
Are good enough
For your average sailor lad
But I'm Peter Quint
I feel the need
For a little something more

We sank just off the coast
Hull holed by Japanese torpedoes
Sailors screamed for their mothers
Over the crashing of waves
And the high, rising whine of mosquitoes

Flat sunlight reflecting off of the swells
Grey water swirled around our necks
I felt something brush my leg
(whipser
Skin rough and teeth already red with gore
It seemed I'd seen her there
A hundred times before

Oh, salt and blood
Are good enough
For your average sailor lad
But I'm Peter Quint
I feel the need
For a little something more

It was a day and change before
They sent a boat to pull us out
By then I'd seen her cold black eyes
And she'd bumped me with her snout
Oh,
Eleven hundred men went into the water
But only one of us fell in love

While the other boys were drowning
I hung on to her fin
While the wreck was sinking in the deep
My heart was learning how to swim

Three tons of her, a little less of me
We danced together in the deep blue sea
And when they hauled me out I couldn't help but weep
Eleven hundred men went in

But only one of us fell in love
Only one of us fell in love, love, love
Only one of us fell in love