| I used to think my whole world was as far as I could jump
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| From a worn out tire hangin' on a tree
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| But I climbed that tree this morning
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| And I saw beyond the hill
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| Now I know that there’s a lot more world to see
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| It’s time to spread my wings and fly
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| And catch a ride upon the wind
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| Try to find my rainbow’s end
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| It might be waiting 'round the bend
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| Got to spread my wings and fly
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| And when there’s no more songs to sing
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| Then I’ll spread my wings and fly back home
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| Gonna greet each brand new dawn from a different bale of hay
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| Waking to a bacon-frying morning
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| 'Cause there’s nothing here to tie me down
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| But a memory or two
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| So I’ll pack my dreams and I’ll be on my way
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| It’s time to spread my wings and fly
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| And leave the boy in me behind
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| Got to ease my restless mind
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| I’ve got to see what I can find
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| Got to spread my wings and fly
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| And when there’s no more hills to climb
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| When I’ve satisfied my mind I’ll fly back home
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| There’s lots of life worth living
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| And I’ve got to do my share
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| And when my time is up
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| At least I’ll know I’ve tried
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| Till I fly 'cross every mountain
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| Till I swim in every sea
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| Till I’ve tried it all I won’t be satisfied
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| I’ve got to spread my wings and fly
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| And catch a ride upon the wind
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| Try to find my rainbow’s end
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| It might be waiting 'round the bend
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| Got to spread my wings and fly
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| And when there’s no more songs to sing
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| Then I’ll spread my wings and fly back home
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Spread my wings and fly |