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.