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Paroles: Paul Brandt. I'm Gonna Fly.

Seven years old in my radio flyer
And cape tied around my neck
Top of Thompson's hill
Billy said I was a liar
And now I'm scared half to death

Becky said Billy was dumb
I shouldn't listen to him
But I had something to prove
Ain't nobody gonna call me a chicken
Gotta do what you gotta do

I'm gonna fly
Defy space and gravity
I'm gonna fly
Billy just you wait and see

I was just a kid
Barely eighteen years
And I couldn't wait to graduate
Confident cocky and man, it really got me
When I heard my daddy say

You oughta get some knowledge
You gotta go to college
Gotta make something of your life
But I had to do it my way
So I headed for the highway
And I followed those little white lines

I'm gonna fly
Defy space and gravity
I'm gonna fly
Makin' my own destiny

Well, I crashed and I burned
But I don't regret it
You only fail if you don't try
Gonna brush off the ashes

And just forget it
I ain't perfect, yeah
But you can bet someday
I'm gonna get my wings and fly

I'm gonna fly
Defy space and gravity
I'm gonna fly
Yeah, you just got to believe

Paul Brandt