Lyrics:
Fly, fly by my window,
Flyin' so free, yeah.
Yes, they fly, fly by my window.
Yes, those bright diamonds a-once were stone,
Rollin' down a silver
stopped by today
At Hank Williams's grave
My hero from the days of my youth
Was that him or me
That I used to be
In the times when I searched for
Birds flyin' high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new
[Chorus]
As we march down to Fannerio
As we march down to Fannerio
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And we called her by her name
[Chorus]
As we march down to Fannerio
As we march down to Fannerio
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And we called her by her name
of Oranj
Says I bastard
He is deranged, I am William of Oranj
Go insane in Holland!
I can't wait to taste anthrax turf again
Big Wren: homage Oranj
flyin' by
I believe I saw the light Hank Williams saw
[Chorus]
Oh the sky is blue 'cause it misses the stars
And my heart understands
To tell you
And I ain't gonna call Hank Williams...
[ guitar ]
Hank sang it all right from the heart took the whole world by surprise
Stood right next to Elvis in
As we rode out to Fennario
As we rode out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And he called her by name pretty Peggy-O
Are blowin' in the wind
These must be the flags of freedom flyin'
Church bells are ringin'
As the families stand and wave
Some of them are cryin'
we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights they went flyin' by
The world was new
Straight ahead, movin' fast.
Flyin' by the seat of my pants.
Some direction, lots of action.
Flyin' by the seat of my pants.
Endless energy,
Wills - Cherokee Maiden; Buck Owens - Tiger By The Tail; Hank Williams - goes without sayin'. Now that's what I'm dob
Yes sir, that's what I'm talking
On every lonely avenue
No one could reach them
No one but you
One by one
Only the good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
And life
an old Hank Williams song
Is the lonely, the lonesome, and the gone
There's a place down by the mall
But it ain't what you'd call a honky tonk
They
White line fever, a sickness born
Down deep within my soul
White line fever, the years keep flyin' by
Like the highline poles
The wrinkles in
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop
and fateful morning
Watched General Custer
And the bloody massacre
There were muskets
Arrows, cannonballs a flyin'
Yelling, screaming a lot of men were
as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Lays a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a-flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by
As we rode on out to Fennario
As we rode on out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with
A lady like a dove
And called her by a name, pretty Peggy-O
strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights they went flyin' by
The world was new beneath a blue
we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights they went flyin' by
The world was new,
night
Pick a card before you go
It's a long trip to Mexico
Eliza wait by the door
I can't stay here anymore, no, no
Then she took a pill
She
as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Lays a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by
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