Every mornin at line you'd see him arrive
He stood five-foot-six about one-eighty-five
About as broad at the shoulder as he was at the hip
Everybody knew he didn't give a shit, sky king
Now some say Sky was born in New Orleans
Sky King
Sky King
Short fat sky
And then came a day at Stage Field Nine
The ship wasn't hurt but it took half the class
To get the seat cover out of Sky King's ass, Sky King
CHORUS
Well they never reopened that landing strip
They just put a marble stand on top of it
And these few words are written on that thing
Ain't a butt that can pucker like old Sky King's