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The Man Who Never Returned

To the tune of a Kingston Trio song called "Charlie on the MTA,"
which is to the tune of a 1900's folk song called "The Wreck of the Old 97,"
which is to the tune of an 1800's folk song called "The Man Who Never Returned.

(This is an honest business folks.).

Let me tell you a story 'bout a man named Charlie on a tragic and a fateful day.
Took his GPS and his Cessna 150 and took off Sun River Way. 
     (Sun River is East of Eugene)

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Did he ever return? No he never returned and his fate is still unlearned.
He may fly forever if his batteries last. He's the man who never returned.

Well he filled 'er up with gas and his Igloo Cooler, his plane was loaded down.
He decided that his sectional was excess baggage his new toy would lead him to the town.

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He turned left after takeoff and he disappeared westward, he was havin' fun that day.
When we told him it looked wrong he said "My Garmin don't lie" and took a nibble on his Frito-Lay.

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Well he passed north of Walton and he couldn't find Sisters he was lookin' far and wide.
All he saw up ahead was a big wide river and he couldn't see the other side.

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Well he finally landed at that airport in Florence, he couldn't figure out his crime.
He had pushed all the buttons on his e-lectric Whiz but had it upside down the whole time.

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