Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thank You, Republic Airlines, artist - Tom Paxton. Album song One Million Lawyers And Other Disasters, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Thank You, Republic Airlines |
Flying through the Michigan skies with a song in my innocent heart |
I placed myself in professional hands, masters of the traveler’s art |
When I opened my guitar case at the end of a beautiful flight |
I’m sure you can imagine my feelings, as I beheld this beautiful sight |
Thank you, Republic Airlines, for breaking the neck on my guitar |
I arrived to do a concert with the Kingston Trio |
Opened my guitar case with a smile — con brio |
Thank you, Republic Airlines, what a joy to the musician you are |
What a zest you’ve added to pedestrian skies |
It was boring to be flying where the wild goose flies |
But the tedium was broken by the wonderful surprise |
When you broke the neck on my guitar |
Thank you, Republic Airlines, for treating my instrument with care |
There can be no greater happiness for the musician |
Than to find his instrument in this condition |
Ho-ho, Republic Airlines, in the firmament of travel, you’re the star |
For you treat each piece of baggage like a child of your own |
When you come across an instrument, it’s dropped like a stone |
May you waken every morning with a new broken bone |
Like you broke the neck on my guitar |
Well, I’ve been traveling most of my life, and the thrill is a long time gone |
And the sight of another DC 10 just fails to turn me on |
But I feel my heart start pounding when I get to the baggage claim |
And when I see how you handled my instrument, the thrill is still the same |
Thank you, Republic Airlines, for splintering the neck on my guitar |
My guitar case was so strong that nothing could go through it |
Way to go Republic, only you could do it |
Crash bang, Republic Airlines, in the field of demolition, you’ll go far |
For you took it as a challenge when I checked in mycase |
And you saw the fragile stickers glued all over the place |
May a team of mad flamenco dancers do to your face |
What you did to the neck on my guitar |
There could no satisfaction greater than if |
You should be the next to go the way of Brani |