by the skeleton of nature
we gage it's time to go
the past score of my life
we dodge the storm
we trace our path down 95
and merge with cousin flocks
all in hopes to keep our feathers warm
but fatigue has got the best of me
my wings have gotten sore
i'm not prepared for long term aviation
i'm sleeping in tomorrow
so don't knock on my door
i won't be falling
in that flight formation

tell you what i'm gonna do
you might think i'm bold
i don't like to travel
and don't mind the cold
don't misread my intentions
but momma if you don't mind
you can fly south
i'm staying behind

now i can be sentimental
there are some things i'll miss
the carolina stops were good to me
and when you cross that georgia line
please give them all my love
and to my robin friend from tennessee
but don't lead family to believe
they won't see me no more
they just must understand
it's a vacation
i'm sleeping tomorrow
so don't knock upon my door
i won't be falling
in that flight formation


i'm gonna catch up on my novels
i'm gonna catch up on my soaps
and if that snow accumulates
i'm gonna catch up on the slopes
i know the way i'm feeling
i just can't find the words
it's not to knock your way of life
but that life is for the birds

now when you get to tallahassee
find the boy with the bb gun
who last year shot my brother
from the sky
track that yard rad down
and make sure that he ain't armed
with all my best
you can drop one in his eye


Lyrics submitted by ruben

Fly South song meanings
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