Ghost Writers In the Sky
Narriation:
As I see that single streak appear,
Across the western sky,
My heart within me beats with pride,
While I tell my son goodbye.
As I scan the far horizon,
The jet trails fill the air,
Those hundred thousand horses,
Are the trail herds passing there.
Song:
Do you see that ghostly trail they leave,
As they thunder through the sky?
That Ghost Writer and his Silver Steed
Are there for you and I.
I can not help but wonder,
As they play among the stars,
How can a hundred thousand horses
Hold so darned much power.
Ghost Writers in the sky.
A hundred thousand horses,
Obey his each command,
The Ghost Writer tells his tale of courage
As he crosses this golden land.
And here's another mystery,
You think he's going fast
A colt out ran it's mother
With just one firey blast.
Ghost Writers in the sky.
Without the countless others,
To help out this great team,
The Ghost Writer and his Silver Steed
Would only be a dream.
Now you've heard the story,
Yes, my friends it's true,
The Ghose Writer and his Silver Steed are
Branded Red, White and Blue.
The trail they leave behind,
Can only mean one thing,
The jets of the United States
Have taken to wing.
Ghost Writers in the sky!
Cile Beer
written l975
written for my father
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