captain of the loving kind

It was a sunday in october night in 7
You are heading down the posted labrador
A mile a too above the cold atlantic
I was found a jay i played once more
When the pilot poise came over speaker
We were turn around and landed right and way
For a babay was burn enough with fever
And need an expert carry without the lane
On this days
Of greenbuck sand machine
Came to me a somewhere live the pie
But the man on held in life on the skies
Was a captain of
The loving kind
He brought the jumble down
In a place for tuesday
Little mode and a couple of streets
In a land of streets
I saw an ambulance that was waiting for the baby
And i could amost sleep the pressure on her lives
A wait for few
Mans connection would be miss
But no one on tht airplanes seems to mine
If it that has proved
To eflect that we were lucky
Have a captain of
The loving kind
When the captain poise again and ran through cabin
It was shakin' just to a bed i do believe
He said the baby his condition was now stable
I never heard aman sounds so relieve
Here in new york
Belives the turn and go
And the picture of that babay becomes to mine
If i child have sees subsight of this
It'll be thanks to the captain
Of the loving kind
Thanks to the captain
Of the loving kind