The sun is pouring down apron
There's a beautiful woman on my mind
Maybe I found me a ready made alibi
To live my life from a poetry in rhyme
If the rain should cease to fall tomorrow
Then the sun would surely shine in vain
And maybe it's telling me
That every little thing belongs
And it's been that way
Since this old world began
Oh, Lord
This boy is flying high
On a handsome pair of wings
Like an eagle in the sky
Maybe I'll find a home
Somewhere in the by and by
But there's five hundred miles behind me
More to roam
Making it an all day ride
Back home
There's a lesson I've learned
From my feelings
That the world around you
Can't stay the same
So I live my life
By the words of my chosen song
And hope sooner or later
That the world will be singing along
Oh, Lord
This boy is flying high
On a handsome pair of wings
Like an eagle in the sky
Maybe I'll find a home
Somewhere in the by and by
But there's five hundred miles behind me
More to roam
Making it an all day ride
Back home