[Music: Sweeney / Leach, Lyrics: Sweeney]    Lindbergh flew the plane  Through thunder, storm and rain  “Spirit of St.Louis” was the name  There was no limit  To do what should be done  The time was right  The feeling was so strong    He took the chance  To spread his wings  To ride the heavens high  The sky was open wide    Power flight  Was the first Atlantic  Psycho ride in history    Paris was the goal tomorrow and today  3.500 miles away  We salute the hero  For now and tomorrow  Hail the victory that was won