Basket Landing: Music

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Way out in London airport in hangar number four,
A lonely little biplane lived whose name was "Evermore",
His working days were over, no more would he sail,
Upon his wings, above the clouds, flying the Royal Mail.

CHORUS:
Bye, bye, biplane, once upon a sky plane,
Bye, bye, hushaby, lullaby plane.

All the mighty jet planes would look down their nose,
They'd laugh and say, "Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not one those,"
And Evermore would wipe away the teardrops from his wings,
And dream of days when he again could do heroic things.

Then one day the fog and rain had closed the airport down,
And all the mighty jet planes were helpless on the ground,
When a call came to the airport for a mercy flight,
Would be too late, they could not wait, someone must fly tonight.

As they rolled the little biplane out to runway number five,
And though he looked so small and weak he knew he could survive,
And as he rose into the stars the big jets hung there wings,
And they hoped someday, like Evermore, to do heroic things.

And so my biddy bundle I have spun a tale for you,
You can learn life's happiness in "to thy task be true,"
So do not be discouraged by circumstance or size,
Remember Evermore and set your sights up in the skies.