Lyrics

A brief candle, both ends burning A weary mile, a bus wheel turning A friend to share the lonely times A handshake and a sip of wine So say it loud and let it ring That we're all part of everything The present, future, and the past Fly on, proud bird, you're free at last They waved goodbye to Greenville As they all boarded that plane Destination Baton Rouge But that was all about to change When that Convair started struggling And soon gave up the fight A southern rock band from Jacksonville Became legends overnight No help for miles around No consolation to be found There's a place in Gillsburg, Mississipi Some call sacred ground It sits back in a lonely place Where the world came crashing down Behind the "No Trespassing" sign Where few have ever been And some swear every nightfall You could hear (Freebird in the wind) There's an old beech tree that keeps watch From sunrise 'til dark With the title of that famous song Carved inside the bark (ooh) For some, it feels like yesterday Since that fateful flight That claimed the lives of those poor young souls On that sad October night How could anyone survive When a 10 ton bird falls from the sky? There's a place in Gillsburg, Mississipi Some call sacred ground It sits back in a lonely place Where the world came crashing down Behind the "No Trespassing" sign Where few have ever been And some swear every nightfall You could hear (Freebird in the wind) (Freebird in the wind) There's a place in Gillsburg, Mississipi Some call sacred ground It sits back in a lonely place Where the world came crashing down Behind the "No Trespassing" sign Where few have ever been Some swear every nightfall You could hear (Freebird in the wind) (Freebird in the wind)
Writer(s): Joanne L. Shenandoah, Gerhard Rebmann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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