I'm Leaving On A Jet

I Got Me A Fine Wife And I Got Me Old Fiddle, When The Suns Coming Up I Got Cakes On The Griddle. And Life Ain't Nothing, But A Funny, Funny Riddle.

Talk Of Poems And Prayers And Promises, And Things That We Believe In. How Sweet It Is To Love Someone, How Right It Is To Care, How Long It's Been Since Yesterday.

Perhaps Love Is Like A Resting Place, A Shelter From The Storm. It Exists To Give You Comfort, It Is There To Keep You Warm, And In Those Times Of Trouble When You Are Most Alone, The Memory Of Love Will Bring You Home.

Come Dance With The West Wind And Touch On The Mountain Tops Sail O'er The Canyons And Up To The Stars And Reach For The Heavens And Hope For The Future And All That We Can Be And Not What We Are.

It's A Great Big Step For Me To Open My Heart Up Even A Little Bit.