Merle Haggard — Sky-Bo

[Chorus] 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 or a depot, the motive for leaving's the same I'm a sky-bo, that's a new kind of hobo for planes [Verse 1] Hey, I took a flight job in Phoenix flying 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 in a hurry, so I sky-wrote a fancy goodbye Sit down on the end of the runway and caught me a jet on the fly [Chorus] 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 From an airport or a depot, the motive for leaving's the same I'm a sky-bo, that's a new kind of hobo for planes [Verse 2] I ride the first thing, smoking the Mar, ain't nothing leaving tonight I'm stuck in this old Cajun 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 [Chorus] 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 an airport, the motive for leaving's the same I'm a sky-bo, that's a new kind of hobo for planes