Like a ship out on the ocean, just a speck against the sky,
Amelia Earhart flying passed that day
With her partner, Captain Noonan, on the second of July
She fell into the ocean, far away.
Well there's a beautiful, beautiful field
In a land far away that is fair.
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the sky.
About half an hour later an SOS went out,
The signal weak, but still her voice was brave.
In shark infested waters her plane went down that night
To her blue Pacific watery grave.
Well there's a beautiful, beautiful field
In a land far away that is fair.
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the air.