A ship out on the ocea, just a speck against the sky,
Amelia Earhart’s flying sad that day.
With her partner, Captain Newman on the second of July,
Her plane fell in the ocean far away.
CHORUS:
There’s a beautiful, beautiful field,
Far away in a land that is fair.
Happy landings to you Amelia Earhart,
Farewell, first lady of the air.
Well, a half an hour later an S.O.S. was heard
The signal weak, but still her voice was brave.
In the shark-infested waters, her plane went down that night,
In the blue pacific to a watery grave.
(chorus)
Well now you’ve heard my story of that awful tragedy
We pray that she may fly home safe again.
Oh, in years to come, though others, blaze a trail a trail across
the sea,
We’ll ne’er forget Amelia and her plane.
(chorus)