Lindbergh flew the plane Through thunder, storm and rain Spirit of St.Louis was the name There was no limit To do what should be done The time was right The feeling was so strong He took the chance To spread his wings To ride the heavens high The sky was open wide Power flight Was the first Atlantic Psycho ride in history Paris was the goal tomorrow and today 3.500 miles away We salute the hero For now and tomorrow Hail the victory that was won
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