Thank You, Republic Airlines

Flying through the Michigan skies with a song in my innocent heart

I placed myself in professional hands, masters of the traveler's art

When I opened my guitar case at the end of a beautiful flight

I'm sure you can imagine my feelings, as I beheld this beautiful sight

Thank you, Republic Airlines, for breaking the neck on my 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

Than to find his instrument in this condition

Ho-ho, Republic Airlines, in the firmament of travel, you're the star

For you treat each piece of baggage like a child of your own

When you come across an instrument, it's dropped like a stone

May you waken every morning with a new broken bone

Like you broke the neck on my guitar

Well, I've been traveling most of my life, and the thrill is a 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 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 mycase

And you saw the fragile stickers glued all over the place

May a team of mad flamenco dancers do to your face

What you did to the neck on my guitar

There could no satisfaction greater than if

You should be the next to go the way of Brani