Merle Haggard
Sky Bo

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

But from an airport to depot the motive for leaving's the same

I'm a sky-bo, that's a new kind of hobo for planes

Hey, I took a flight job in Phoenix

Flyin' some rich folks around

They paid me to do what I love to

And I set 'em back safe on the ground

But Phoenix got old and a hurry

So I sky-roped fancy goodbye

Sit down on the end of the runway

And caught me a jet on the flight

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

But from an airport to depot the motive for leaving's the same

I'm a sky-bo and that's a new kind of hobo for planes

I ride the first thing, smokin' the Mar

Ate nothin', leavin' tonight

I'm stuck in this old cage in airport

Came in on the last report flight

I'll dose off where the welcome arrivals

Wake up in a crowd of goodbyes

But I'll hustle my ticket tomorrow

And lose my blues in the sky

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

But from a depot or airport the motive for leaving's the same

I'm a sky-bo and that's a new kind of hobo for planes


Mirror lyrics:

I'm a sky-bo and that's a new kind of hobo for planes

But from a depot or airport the motive for leaving's the same

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane

And lose my blues in the sky

But I'll hustle my ticket tomorrow

Wake up in a crowd of goodbyes

I'll dose off where the welcome arrivals

Came in on the last report flight

I'm stuck in this old cage in airport

Ate nothin', leavin' tonight

I ride the first thing, smokin' the Mar

I'm a sky-bo and that's a new kind of hobo for planes

But from an airport to depot the motive for leaving's the same

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane

And caught me a jet on the flight

Sit down on the end of the runway

So I sky-roped fancy goodbye

But Phoenix got old and a hurry

And I set 'em back safe on the ground

They paid me to do what I love to

Flyin' some rich folks around

Hey, I took a flight job in Phoenix

I'm a sky-bo, that's a new kind of hobo for planes

But from an airport to depot the motive for leaving's the same

That's a hobo that can't get around fast enough on a train

Hey, I'm a sky-bo and I see the world from an airplane


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