Barefoot McCoy - Already Flown Lyrics
These city lights, so bright, all start to look the sameBlind me from the memories of the place from whence I cameBut everything I’ve seen and heard and felt does not compareAnd take me at my word when I say I been everywhereIn the air, On the road, No place left for me to roam,Tell the folks, ‘fore you know, I'll be coming on back homeHo ho, Tired of being a rolling stoneHo ho, This old bird's already flownI floated into Amsterdam upon a wooden shipI gambled down in Rotterdam and cashed in all my chipsThey kicked me ‘cross the ocean to the town that never sleepsTurns out if you play the game, you better play for keepsIn the air, On the road, No place left for me to roam,Tell the folks, ‘fore you know, I'll be coming on back homeHo ho, Tired of being a rolling stoneHo ho, This old bird's already flownI walked across New Mexico and all the Wild WestOklahoma, Texas, Utah, I’ve seen all the restIn the air, On the road, No place left for me to roam,Tell the folks, ‘fore you know, I'll be coming on back homeHo ho, Tired of being a rolling stoneHo ho, This old bird's already flownThis old bird's already flown
