The Irish Rovers Follow

Miscellaneous
The Biplane, Evermore
Way out at London Airport
In Hangar Number Four
A lonely little biplane slept
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, hush a bye,
Lulla-biplane

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 of those.”

And Evermore would shake away
The teardrops from his wings
And dream of days when he again
Could do heroic things

[chorus]

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
‘Twould be too late, they could not wait
someone must fly tonight.

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 storm
The jet planes hung their wings
And they hoped someday, like Evermore,
To do heroic things.

[chorus]

And so, my billy bundle
I have spun a tale for you
You must learn there’s nothing
In this world that you can’t do.

Now, do not be discouraged
By circumstance or size
Remember Evermore
And set your sights up in the skies.

[chorus fades out]

(voice over)
Goodnight, Wilbur.
Goodnight, Orville.

Miscellaneous
The Biplane, Evermore