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.