Sky High - Atlanta Rhythm Section

Be a symphony or a three-chord rocker

I love music, any kind of music

It all makes me fly

Sky high

Sky high

Sky high

Hey, let’s fly

Sky high

Sky high

Away

On the day that I was born

A star was born

I gotta keep on shinin'

'Til I die, got to keep on shinin'

I want to blow you away

Sky high

Sky high

Sky high

Hey, let’s fly

Sky high

Ooh, my, my, yeah

When life’s a drag and you’re fallin' apart

Just put some song in your heart

Oh no

Pretend you’re standin' on the stage

You start to play, and the crowd goes crazy

You ought to feel it

I wish that you could feel it

It could blow you away

Sky high

Sky high

Sky high

Hey, let’s fly

Sky high

Sky high

Ooh, my, my, oh

Sky high

Sky high

Ooh, my, my

Hey, let’s fly

Sky high

Ooh, my, my, now, give it to me