B.A. Robertson - Flight 19 lyrics

At 14.06 on the 4th of December 1945 five US Navy bombers took from Fort Lauderdale, Florida They were never seen again This is the story of Flight 19" Lieutenant Taylor USN (This is Flight 19) With fourteen others meets his end (This is Flight 19) Now only Corporal Kosner Has premonition so they say He missed the mission on the day "Corporal Alan Kosner report to the duty officer" They're flying east to Bimini (This is Flight 19) North and south west then home again This is Flight 19) A simple tale no angles Except Bermuda has prescribed You find this tangle's got three sides Up in the sky did a bird or a plane or a flying machine Swoop on down to pluck the young blood of Flight 19 A bird or a plane or a flying machine or terrestrial things On a day that Flight 19 really got their wings A close encounter of a kind (This is Flight 19) Is what Chuck Taylor thought he'd find (This is Flight 19) Despatch a rescue mission Unlucky crew numbered thirteen Depart Miami never seen Up in the sky did a bird or a plane or a flying machine Swoop on down to pluck the young blood of Flight 19 A bird or a plane or a flying machine or terrestrial things On a day that Flight 19 really got their wings Mayday (Taylor to Tower) You consult the captain's log (Tower to Taylor) If this had happened some years later We could have sent you Kirk and Spock "I seem to be off course I cannot see land Repeat I cannot see land Even the ocean doesn't look right Both my compa**es are out I don't know which was'west O my God! Up in the sky did a bird or a plane or a flying machine Swoop on down to pluck the young blood of Flight 19 A bird or a plane or a flying machine or terrestrial things On a day that Flight 19 really got their wings