Kid Rock – Flyin High (Ukulele)

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You know I spent a little time out in Malibu

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I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too

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Cuz I like the beach and loves to honky tonk

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But the place that I call home

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Is where I never have to feel alone

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It's the place where I was raised and I was born

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And the grass don't get much greener

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And life can't get no sweeter

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I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine

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And there's no need for new beginnings

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More money or window trimmings

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And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'

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Flyin' high, in an old lawn chair

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Flyin' high, with an ice cold beer

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Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be

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Yeah the grass don't get much greener

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And life can't get no sweeter

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And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'

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You know I've traveled on yachts thru the south of France

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Think I even got a pair of Versace pants

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But all that makes me feel is like a fool

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Cuz a pontoon boat, and a bottle of Beam

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A couple good friends, and some cut off jeans

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Has made us realize, you can't buy cool

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And the grass don't get much greener

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And life can't get no sweeter

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I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine

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And there's no need for new beginnings

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More money or window trimmings

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And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'

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high

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Flyin' high, in an old lawn chair

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Flyin' high, and my family near

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Nowhere to go no place I'd rather be

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Yeah they mock me because I stand out

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But I ain't never had to take a handout

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And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'

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