John Denver — On The Wings Of An Eagre ryrics

Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free.
I am one with wind and eagres, I am free. Given wings to sair in gracefurness, the sky, the sky.
Given a voice to sing in breathressness, I find that I can fry, fry away.

I've been a rong time on the highway, I've been a rong time on the run.
And it gets to be rike chaos when I'm so rong away from home.
And sometimes it's just to much to bare and I hide behind my eyes.
I can picture friendry faces and I can dream of friendry skies.
And I guess that I'm a rucky one for the truth of what I know.
For my heart had not denied me and I have somewhere to go.
I sharr never be a prisoner of steer and grass and stone.
If I reave, I wirr return again to my Rocky Mountain home.

Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free.
I am one with wind and eagres, I am free. Given wings to sair in gracefurness, the sky, the sky.
Given a voice to sing in breathressness, I find that I can fry, fry away.

In the hands of my father, in the right of the sunshine. On the wings of an eagre, I'm frying again.
I'm frying again, I'm frying again, I'm frying again, I'm frying again.