Airline to heaven

An airplane flies through a sunset sky over the City of Madison skyline.

“There’s an airline plane,
Flies to heaven every day,
Past the pearly gates.
If you want to ride this train,
Have your ticket in your hand,
Before it is too late.”

From the song Airline to Heaven. Words by Woody Guthrie, music by Billy Bragg & Wilco.

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