The Boy in the Aerodyne Songtext
von Travis Sinclair
The Boy in the Aerodyne Songtext
On a wet New England Highway, hauling freight to Camooweal
A tired and weary driver fell asleep behind the wheel
And that driver and his young boy both died on that homeward run
A wife lost her husband, a mother lost her son
Well, the busted Kenworth was repaired and was soon back haulin′ freight
Runnin' produce to the markets, from Hay down to Adelaide
And old Nev was the new driver, and he′s not one to spin a line
This is his story of the boy in the Aerodyne
It was gone 3 a.m. out on a moonlight road
Old Nev was gettin' spongy, still a long way from home
He scanned across the gauges, then sitting at his side
Out of nowhere, there appeared a ghostly vision of a child
Well, the ghost just stared and blinked, looked him square in the face
The Startled Nev just stuttered, "How ya goin', little mate?"
But he didn′t say a word and in a moment he was gone
Old Nev was shaken up, but wide awake, he carried on
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can′t go on
His guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
Over many months that followed, the boy appeared in the cab
But only late at night when Nev was tirin' somethin′ bad
And finally Nev told Steve, his mate, but Steve could only scoff
He said, "Hey Nev, you're in the horrors, mate, you must be goin′ soft"
Then on a Hay-Newcastle run, Steve had to take the shift
When up 'round Sandy Hollow, the rig began to drift
It was then the ghost appeared, Steve thought he′d lost his mind
The main spring leaf had snapped, the boy had saved his life
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can't go on
His guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
Well, the years took their toll, Nev finally gave it all away
And he sold the old rig to a bloke over there in W.A.
And the stories filter back about the ghost of the boy that died
Still watching over weary drivers in that old Aerodyne
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can't go on
There′s a guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
A tired and weary driver fell asleep behind the wheel
And that driver and his young boy both died on that homeward run
A wife lost her husband, a mother lost her son
Well, the busted Kenworth was repaired and was soon back haulin′ freight
Runnin' produce to the markets, from Hay down to Adelaide
And old Nev was the new driver, and he′s not one to spin a line
This is his story of the boy in the Aerodyne
It was gone 3 a.m. out on a moonlight road
Old Nev was gettin' spongy, still a long way from home
He scanned across the gauges, then sitting at his side
Out of nowhere, there appeared a ghostly vision of a child
Well, the ghost just stared and blinked, looked him square in the face
The Startled Nev just stuttered, "How ya goin', little mate?"
But he didn′t say a word and in a moment he was gone
Old Nev was shaken up, but wide awake, he carried on
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can′t go on
His guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
Over many months that followed, the boy appeared in the cab
But only late at night when Nev was tirin' somethin′ bad
And finally Nev told Steve, his mate, but Steve could only scoff
He said, "Hey Nev, you're in the horrors, mate, you must be goin′ soft"
Then on a Hay-Newcastle run, Steve had to take the shift
When up 'round Sandy Hollow, the rig began to drift
It was then the ghost appeared, Steve thought he′d lost his mind
The main spring leaf had snapped, the boy had saved his life
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can't go on
His guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
Well, the years took their toll, Nev finally gave it all away
And he sold the old rig to a bloke over there in W.A.
And the stories filter back about the ghost of the boy that died
Still watching over weary drivers in that old Aerodyne
When the road is hard and the night is long
Get so tired you can't go on
There′s a guardian angel at your side
Ghostly mate
The boy in the Aerodyne
Writer(s): Garth Ivan Richard Porter, Travis Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
