Way out in London airport in hangar number four A lonely little biplane lived whose name was Evermore His working days were over no more would he sail Upon his wings above the clouds flying the royal mail Bye bye biplane once upon a sky plane Bye bye hushabye lullabye plane All the mighty jet planes would look down their nose They'd laugh and say oh I'm so glad that I'm not one of those And Evermore would shake away the teardrops from his wings And dream of days when he again could do heroic things Then one day the fog and rain had closed the airport down And all the mighty jet planes were helpless on the ground When a call came to the airport for a mercy flight 'Twould be too late, they could not wait, someone must fly tonight Ah they rolled the little biplane out to runway number five And though he looked so small and weak he knew he could survive And as he rose into the storm the big jets hung their wings And they hoped someday like Evermore to do heroic things And so my baby bundle I have spun a tale for you You must learn there's nothing in this world that you can't do Do not be discouraged by circumstance and size Remember Evermore and set your sights upon the skies (Twice)