Long John Baldry - Flying

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I’m flying across the ocean and I’m soaring
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I’m flying across the mountains
And valleys, back home to the one that I love so much
Now don’t blame me for feeling homesick
I have been away for such a very long, long time
Lord, you know I served once in the county jail
And I feel strong for being hungry, tired and poor
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
I’m flying across the ocean and I’m soaring
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I’m flying across the mountains
And valleys, back home to the one that I love and miss
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Oh, with your buttons and bows
(On and on, guess I was born to run)
(With your buttons and bows)
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows