Flying

(ronnie lane, ron wood, rod stewart)

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 being hungry tired and poor

On and on

Yes i will follow

With your buttons and bows.