My father was a farmer,
But his head was in the sky.
He worked everyday but Sunday
'til the day he died.

He prayed for rain and thunder,
He listened for the sound.
In the dryers he went under,
He never got off the ground.

We all dream when we're younger,
That we will do great things,
Me, I used to have a hunger,
To wear a pilots wings.

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But the circles that I ran in,
Turned my head around.
And the planes I had my plans in,
Never got off the ground.

Don't raise your hopes,
I hear so many say.
The higher they get,
The closer they are
to flyin' away, fly away.

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Don't raise your hopes,
I hear so many say.
The higher they get,
The closer they are to flyin' away.

They say there but for fortune,
Is the way it would have been.
If we could take a bigger portion,
We would fill our hands again.

You see them on the sidewalks,
In the parks all over town.
Those who've taken flight,
Never got off the ground.

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