Let's go, let's go Throw your hands up high Somebody jump and touch the sky Now everybody in the crowd I need you all to jump I said hands up high

I get carried away by the look by the light in your eyes Before I even realize the ride I'm on Baby I'm long gone I get carried away nothin' matters but bein' with you Like a feather flyin' high up in the sky on a windy day I get carried away I don't

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Over that, 'bout they mad I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah)

Sailing away, beyond the reach of anyone Far beyond the dreams of everyone No light to follow A shot in the dark Does anybody know? High from the heavens I can't see the pain Does anybody care? Our truth is painted across the sky

Flying high in the friendly sky Flying high without ever leavin' the ground, no Rest of the folks are tired and weary Oh Lord, and have laid their bodies down. I go the place where danger awaits me And it's bound to forsake me. So stupid minded. I can't

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston

Don't you ever get stuck in the sky Don't ever get stuck in the sky, when you're high Do you ever believe you were stuck out in the sky Do you believe, when you're high That your life is tried Do you ever believe you were stuck in the sky When your stars

And the hearts a lonely hunter all alone When you're all alone There's a fog upon the skyline Clouds my view And the city's cold and lonely Without you And so I set out upon the highway Bound to leave your memory behind And the praire wind it chills me

Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah If you lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness Book All these cars, all these stars, all around me (super high) Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me 'Cause we are, we are, super high I wanna buy my bitch every