Wrong Way Corrigan

pride of the Irish skies

Only he can verify what happened on that flight

(sure was he)

Bound for California, or Ireland that night

Wrong Way Corrigan, pride of the Irish skies

He worked for Charlie Lindbergh

on the Spirit of St. Lou

And watched with fascination

as across the pond he flew

And he knew in that moment,

what he was bound to do

Fly the north Atlantic,

before his days were through

CHORUS

He toiled a thousand hours

and introduced his plans to go

The federal aviation boys

resoundingly said  no

(And so he)

Told them he was westward bound,

now was the truth betrayed

Flew off into that foggy night

and history was made

CHORUS

Some 28 hours later,

Doug Corrigan looked down

He saw the field at Baldonell

outside of Dublin town

He told of how his compass

failed that night amid the haze

And even De Valera smiled

and winked at him that day

CHORUS

He returned to fanfare

and ticker tape parades

The flying Irish hero

whose bravery was repaid

He looked the doubters in the eye

and never changed his claim

even now people smile

to hear his famous name

CHORUS

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Written by Kyle Aughe