The Great Airplane Strike:Paul Revere And The Raiders.
#17 Cash Box Top 100 and #45 in Canada in 1966.
 
INTRO: A G A (x4)

#1.
A                  G             A             G
I was down in L.A. Town when our manager said, jump.
  A                       G              A              
I threw my clothes and my saxophone in a two by 
         G
four-bit trunk.
  A                G              A                 G
I pushed it to the airport, and I ran to the ticket line..
A                              G                    A
man said, 'Son, you could have saved the run, those aiplanes

just quit flyin.'

CHORUS:        
A          D                        E
If I can't leave here, I just might stay..
         B7             E              A    G A G
and that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home.

#2.
A                          G           A            G
I ran through the terminal building to fly by my airline.
    A                         G         A               G
The man said I could ride the wing, and I said that was fine.
          A                 G               A  
He said, 'I'll confirm your reservation and put the plane on
G
hold.'
        A               G               A
He come back and said, 'Sorry, but that wing space just been

sold.'

CHORUS:
A          D                        E
If I can't leave here, I just might stay..
         B7             E              A    G A G
and that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home.
                   
#3. 
  A                        G     A              G
I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire..
A                G             A                   G
threw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin' higher.
    A                    G      A                   G
The janitor come runnin' in, so scared his face was white..
    A              G          A
so, I explained my situation, he said, 'That's all right.'

CHORUS:        
A          D                        E
If I can't leave here, I just might stay..
         B7             E              A    G A G
and that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home.

#4.
     A                          G           A     
Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed 
           G
my things again.
  A                     G     A            G
I waited fourteen hours for a taxi to come in.
  A                       G                 A         G
I spotted one that wasn't full, and I threw myself in fast.
A                            G        A
The driver said, 'I'm sorry, but this taxi's out of gas!'

CHORUS:        
A          D                        E
If I can't leave here, I just might stay..
         B7             E              A    G A G
and that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home.


OUTRO: A G A G (x30) (Fade.)


A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.