Spirit of America
 Spirit of America

 The Bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things
 But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings
 Once as a jet it played in the stars
 But now on the ground it's the king of our cars

 Spirit of America

 An airplane an auto now famous worldwide
 The Spirit of America, the name on the side
 The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name
 A daring young man played a dangerous game

 Spirit of America

 With a J-47, a jet for his power
 Craig Breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour
 Both man and machine had given fair warn
 They'd set a new record on that warm August morn.

 Spirit of America