Flying
Wood

I'm Flying Across the Ocean
And I'm Soaring Back Home
To the Place I Was Born and Probably Raised.
And I'm Flying Across the Mountains and Valleys,
Back Home to the One That I Love So Happily.

Can Ya' Blame Me For Feeling Homesick
'cause I've Been Away Such a Very Long Long Time?
I Served a While in the County Jail, Five Years For
For Bein' Hungry Tired and Poor, I Got Worried So.

On and On,
This I Will Follow With Your Buttons and Bows.
On and On This I Will Follow, All Alone,
You Know I Will Follow With Your Buttons and Bows,
On and On I'm Flying Across the Ocean, Going Home.

I'm Flying Across the Ocean
And I'm Going. . .home.