The Flyer Song

Well, thanks to Kennedy, I came across a new song this evening. It is The Flyer Song, by little known Nashville artist Leslie Ellis. It is an excellent song in honour of US servicemen, especially pilots, from the perspective of a girl back home worry about her man every time he gets in his jet and takes to the skies.

This song moved me particularly, for a few reasons. First thing and primarily, I loved it because I know a fair number of people serving in the armed forces and families of servicemen. Second, I have been missing Heidi and felt it there. And finally, I have always been fond of the air and of flight. I used to have dreams of being a jet pilot and might have followed that if I were physically more up to it.

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THE FLYER SONG -- Leslie Ellis
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VHs1K79ZF20

I don't like it when my baby flies at night.
And in the day, I close my eyes.
I count the seconds 'til he's safe home from that flight,
But I won't ask my baby not to fly.

He loves to shoot that airplane straight up in the air,
Circle 'round and 'round the sky.
Isn't like he's even going anywhere,
But I won't ask my baby not to fly.

I could make demands and try to clip his wings.
I could forbid him from his sky.
And he might let me,
'Cause he loves me and he'd give me anything,
But I know he'd surely die.

Yeah,
I could make demands and try to clip his wings.
I could forbid him from his sky.
And he might let me,
'Cause he loves me and he'd give me anything,
But I know he'd surely die.

So, every weekend, for about a half a day,
I get low, and he gets high.
I pray to God that He won't take my man away,
But that's not up to me, no matter what or how many tear I cry.
I'll never ask him not to fly.
I won't ask my baby,
I won't ask my baby,
No, I won't ask my baby not to fly,
Fly,
Fly.