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I'm flying across the ocean |
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And I'm soaring back home |
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To the place I was born and probably raised. |
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And I'm flying across the mountains and valleys, |
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Back home to the one that I love so happily. |
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Can ya' blame me for feeling homesick |
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'cause I've been away such a very long long time ? |
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I served a while in the county jail, five years for |
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For bein' hungry tired and poor, I got worried so. |
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On and on this I will follow with your buttons and bows. |
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On and on this I will follow, all alone, |
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You know I will follow with your buttons and bows, |
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With your buttons and your bows. |
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On and on I'm flying across the ocean, going home. |
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I'm flying across the ocean |
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Goin' home, hoo hoo |
