The Ballad of Amelia Earhart

To the tune of...well, you know.

Amelia flew over the ocean;

Her plane "disappeared" in the sea.

We found it much later in Saipan.

Oh, move on, there's nothing to see.

Hard facts, hard facts,

Hard facts are important to me, to me.

Hard facts, hard facts.

The truth is important to me.

The order came down to destroy it.

There are witnesses galore to the deed.

They come from that great generation,

But from the trough of the truth we don't feed.

Hard facts, hard facts,

Hard facts are important to me, to me.

Hard facts, hard facts.

The truth is important to me.

The U.S. and Japan are now allies,

In spite of that war's genocide.

What happened to that famous woman

Is something they both want to hide.

Hard facts, hard facts,

Hard facts are important to me, to me.

Hard facts, hard facts.

The truth is important to me.

David Martin

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