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Haulin' passengers coast to coast
Now it's my time off, no schedules to keep
Packin' my headset, I'm headin' north deep
Oshkosh bound, for the first time ever
World's greatest aviation celebration
Cleared for departure, runway in sight
Pointin' the nose at Wisconsin
Fisk arrival callin, rocking my wings
Heart already soarin, on invisible strings
Oshkosh bound, for the first time ever
World's greatest aviation celebration
Oshkosh, I'm comin, hold on tight
Finally on vacation, and it feels right
Followin' a railroad, dots on the runway
Ninety knots to flare, pink shirt wavin' my way
Taxiing to vintage, tying down under wing
Fighter jets roarin, pinups dancing to swing
Ten thousand airplanes parked on grass
Warbirds and homebuilts, a sight to surpass
Air shows and forums, night shows with fire
This airline pilot's dream, takin' me higher
Walkin' the flight line, miles of shiny props
P-51's roarin, makin' my heart stop
Aerobatics twistin' in the blue
Feels like pure freedom, what pilots do
Oshkosh bound, for the first time ever
World's greatest aviation celebration
Oshkosh, I'm comin, hold on tight
Finally on vacation, and it feels right
No flight plan needed, just chocks and a spot
Warbirds growlin, crowds cheering in the hot
From trans-cons at thirty-five thousand high
To camping under Oshkosh sky
Oshkosh bound, for the first time ever
World's greatest aviation celebration
Crowds on the flight line, workshops and talks
From dawn until dusk, no time for clocks
Seaplane base chillin, theater under stars
Stories and laughter, no need for bars
No more jet lag from red-eyes and delays
Just charcoal grills and friendships for days
Wide-eyed first-timer, I'll be back soon
Cause once I touched down, I was over the moon
Oshkosh bound, yeah, I made it at last