Tom Paxton - Thank You, Republic Airlines lyrics

spoken "This is a...This is a song that I wrote in one of those moments of deep rage that strike us all. I, I swore a mighty oath that I would write this song and tonight, I keep that promise. I stood on a stage in Midland, Michigan a year ago this summer and swore I would this song. This is a true story." Flying through the Michigan skies with a song in my innocent heart I put myself in professional hands, masters of a traveler's art When I opened my guitar case and the end of the beautiful slide I'm sure you can imagine my feelings when I beheld this beautiful sight Thank you, Republic Airlines For breaking the neck on by 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 Then to find his instrument in this condition Ho-ho, Republic Airlines In the firmament of travel you're a star For you treat each piece of baggage like a child of your own When you come across and instrument it drops like a stone May you waken every morning with a new broken bone Like you broke the neck on my guitar Well I have been traveling most of my life and the thrill is 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've 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 my case And you saw the "fragile" stickers glued all over the place May a team of mad flamingo dancers do to your face What you did to the neck on my guitar There can be no satisfaction greater than if You should be the next to go the way of Braniff