The Ballad of Gros Michel

[Verse 1] In the fields of golden dreams, where the sun would always shine, Stood the mighty Gros Michel, with a heart so pure, divine. But beneath the emerald leaves, a shadow crept unseen, A ruthless foe, a silent woe, a dark and deadly sheen. [Verse 2] Farmers wept and tried to save, the treasure they adored, But the fungus spread its grip, a fight they couldn't afford. In the night, the whispers spoke, of battles lost in vain, The once proud Gros Michel, now withered in its pain. [Chorus] Oh, Gros Michel, you stood so tall, a hero in the breeze, But Panama, it took you down, brought you to your knees. In the fields where you once thrived, now only sorrow grows, The tale of your demise, in every wind that blows. [Bridge] Echoes of a time gone by, in the rustle of the trees, A legacy of sweetness lost, carried on the seas. But in the heart of every soul, your memory remains, The mighty Gros Michel, through the seasons' endless chains. [Chorus] Oh, Gros Michel, you stood so tall, a hero in the breeze, But Panama, it took you down, brought you to your knees. In the fields where you once thrived, now only sorrow grows, The tale of your demise, in every wind that blows. [Outro] So we sing this mournful song, for the king of yesteryear, The Gros Michel, a noble fruit, to our hearts forever near. Though you’re gone, your story lives, in the whispers of the night, A testament to nature's will, and the strength of your fight.