Bermuda Triangle Blues

Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun back next Monday
And our friends are at the airport
Cousin Bill says, "Enjoy the water sports"

As we fly into the mystery, the film comes on and the earth recedes
Several hours out, 20 minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong
And it must be Jesus calling

The silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave
The coast guard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down