Utah Phillips - Enola Gay lyrics

Look out, look out from your schoolroom window Look up young children from your play Wave your hand at the shining airplane Such a beautiful sight is Enola Gay It's many a mile from the Utah desert To Tinian Island far away Standing guard by the barbed wire fences That hide the secret of Enola Gay High above the clouds in the sunlit silence So peaceful here, I'd like to stay But there's many a pilot who would swap his pension For a chance to fly Enola Gay What is that sound high above my city? I rush outside and search the sky Now we are running to find the shelter The air raid sirens start to cry What will I say when my children ask me Where was I flying upon that day? With trembling voice I gave the order To the bombardier of Enola Gay Look out, look out from your schoolroom window Look up, young children from your play Your bright young eyes will turn to ashes In the blinding light of Enola Gay I turn to see the fireball rising "My God, My God" all I can say I hear a voice within me crying My mother's name was Enola Gay Look out, look out from your schoolroom window Look up, young children from your play; When you see those war planes flying Each one is named Enola Gay