This old job is overrated But I knew I had to take it. Cuz' there ain't that many of em' to be found. Now I'm stuck here in the middle. Gettin' by on a little, And there ain't no way to turn my life around. I know how it feels to be flyin' high. Right at home With The clouds in the sky. As long as I never look down, Lately I've grown familiar with the ground. I'm lucky to have a woman. And she knows that I'm comin' home As soon as I can lay This guitar down. I'm thinkin' about my babies But always were itmaybe they won't know me When I roll into town. I know how it feels to be flyin' high. Right at home With The clouds in the sky. As long as I never look down, Lately I've grown familiar with the ground.