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A NOTE ABOUT PUBLISHING


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PUBLISHER'S CONTACT
Look at the bottom of each lyric page to find the correct publisher.

TRO-Essex Music Group
Attn: Sarah Smith
266 West 37th Street, 17th Floor
New York, NY 10018-6609
T: 212-594-9795 x25
Email
Website


Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc.
(Administered by BMG Chrysalis)
Attn: Gregg Barron
6100 Wilshire Boulevard, Suite #1600,
Los Angeles, CA 90048
T: (323) 969-0988
Email
Website


Sanga Music Group
(Administered by Bicycle Music)
449 South Beverly Drive, Suite 300
Beverly Hills, CA 90212 
T: 310-286-6600
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Michael Goldsen Music, Inc.
MGA
(Administered by Universal Music)

2100 Colorado Avenue
Santa Monica, CA 90404
T: (310) 235-4892
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Fly High
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Anders Parker

I am flying on this plane
Back into your arms again
And my eyes are sad and cloudy
And my teardrops fall like rain.

As I look down past my wind
Flying home to you again
On the clouds I see your picture
While the engine sings your name.

CHORUS:
I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.

I am thinking, flying here
Of those arguments we had
Of the times we slammed our door
And said, goodbye, goodbye

I walked away a dozen times,
I drove away a hundred more,
But all the trains and all the buses
Brought me back here to our door.

I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.

I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.
I see your face in every window, down below.

 



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