Push for PORTER

There's a ship out o'er the ocean, just a speck against the sky,
Amelia Earhart flying that sad day
With her partner Captain Noonan, on the second of July,
Her ship fell in the ocean far away.

About half an hour later, her S.O.S. was heard,
The signal weak, but still her voice was brave.
In shark infested waters, her plane came down that night,
In the blue Pacific ocean far away.

O there's a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair.
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart.
Farewell, First Lady of the Air.

Now you have heard my story of that awful tragedy
We pray that she might fly home safe again
And in years to come when others blaze a trail across the sea,
We'll ne'er forget Amelia and her plane.