This old job is overrated
But I knew I had to take it.
Cuz' there ain't that many of em' to be found.
Now I'm stuck here in the middle.
Gettin' by on a little,
And there ain't no way to turn my life around.
I know how it feels to be flyin' high.
Right at home
With The clouds in the sky.
As long as I never look down,
Lately I've grown familiar with the ground.
I'm lucky to have a woman.
And she knows that I'm comin' home
As soon as I can lay
this guitar down.
I'm thinkin' about my babies
But always were itmaybe they won't know me
When I roll into town.
I know how it feels to be flyin' high.
Right at home
With The clouds in the sky.
As long as I never look down,
Lately I've grown familiar with the ground.

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