The Golden Log With wings of paper and cords of cloth our dreams all soar away.
For history now will soon be made The "golden Log" will fly today Dreams cannot be held in tow' nor can they ever be lost Let it fly, for all to see. Our time the highest cost. On ercoupe wings, from sea to sea with flyers both old and young The log shall come to you and me with untold stories sung. Within it's pages, let freedom ring for all who long to fly May each who touch it's golden script live to soar with God on high. jdm
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