There it sat, lost to time. That old plane abandoned in a shed covered in grime. On an old closed airport Runways bulldozed under I couldn’t watch this old beauty get torn asunder. Leave it go, everybody said It’ll never fly It’s nothing special Call a museum instead You smiled that sad smile You knew they were right It would take a miracle to get that thing to take flight. But then your eyes Got that crazy glow “The price is right,” You said, “maybe give it a go” And it took two days, To get it out of that grave Now I had a mission Like a quest from God An old soul to save It took five years And a lot of sweat But this spring we made it fly Without regret Just you and me And a few hundred friends Now we’re flying out And slipping in And she’s flying again
