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Long John Baldry Flying Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7/10 [3 votes]Album: Long John Baldry Trio Live / Original Release Date: 2000-10-31Genre: BluesSong Duration: 6 min 07 sec
LONG JOHN BALDRY
- Flying Lyrics / with translationsI'm flying across the ocean and I'm soaring
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I'm flying across the mountains
And valleys, back home to the one that I love so much
Now don't blame me for feeling homesick
I have been away for such a very long, long time
Lord, you know I served once in the county jail
And I feel strong for being hungry, tired and poor
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
I'm flying across the ocean and I'm soaring
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I'm flying across the mountains
And valleys, back home to the one that I love and miss
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Oh, with your buttons and bows
(On and on, guess I was born to run)
(With your buttons and bows)
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I'm flying across the mountains
And valleys, back home to the one that I love so much
Now don't blame me for feeling homesick
I have been away for such a very long, long time
Lord, you know I served once in the county jail
And I feel strong for being hungry, tired and poor
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
I'm flying across the ocean and I'm soaring
Back home to the place I was born
You know that I'm flying across the mountains
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Oh, with your buttons and bows
(On and on, guess I was born to run)
(With your buttons and bows)
Yeah, with your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
On and on, guess I was born to run
With your buttons and bows
Facts about Flying
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Flying is written by Roderick David Stewart, Ronald David Wood, Ronnie Lane.
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It is first released on October 31, 2000 as part of Long John Baldry's album "Long John Baldry Trio Live" which includes 14 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Flying falls under the genre Blues.
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Flying song length is 6 minutes and 07 seconds.
Who wrote Flying lyrics?
Flying is written by Roderick David Stewart, Ronald David Wood, Ronnie Lane.
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When was Flying released?
It is first released on October 31, 2000 as part of Long John Baldry's album "Long John Baldry Trio Live" which includes 14 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Which genre is Flying?
Flying falls under the genre Blues.
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How long is the song Flying?
Flying song length is 6 minutes and 07 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch2Songwriter(s): Roderick David Stewart, Ronald David Wood, Ronnie Lane
Record Label(s): 2000 2000 Stony Plain Records
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