Lyrics Ray Wylie Hubbard

Ray Wylie Hubbard

Black Wings

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Believin' what you leave behind is burnt up junk debris

And ever last undying soul resides at a hotel in Saint Marie

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Shimmerin' like a Leslie and a Hammond B3

Or a shaking tambourine at a gospel jubilee

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Jangling and a-changling all the way to Tennessee

Trusting in a Duo Jet and a 9 volt battery

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Strummin' on a Stella guitar and singin' 'Deportee'

That ain't much of a repertoire, oh, no, Siree

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

You're never gonna reach the sun or the Sunset Marquis

You'll die like a saint on high alongside gamblers and thieves

Fly away on them old wings, black as they may be

Black as they may be