Fly away, far away. He'd made up his mind, His boss said to him Pull yourself together, Sammy was low, Just watching the show, Over and over again. He knew it was time, To leave his dead life behind.

Your tail lights fading in to the night Screaming your name In the pouring down rain Watching you leave us behind So I don't go out on the town All the whiskey I had I poured out And that's where I go when I drink Standing at the end of the drive My