Fly Eagle Fly

d)d/e)d/f#)d/e

d/I stumbled and I fell flat on my em/face

g/Then I looked at once a a/bove to see the d/eagle ga/

d/Didn’t need a second look to em/see the path was set

Ig/ looked again and a/wanted to be d/free

g/Fly a/eagle d/fly

Let the d/c#wind come touch your d/bwings

Feel the d/a current do new g/things

em/Line up with the a/silver clouds

em/Touch the wind and a/scream out loud

I’m em/free at last,a/ to be d/free

 

When I woke the sand was stinging in my eyes

Tried to lift my head to see the eagle

He disappeared was he ever there at all

He disappeared and left myself to be a flying

High eagle fly

Let the wind come touch your wings

Feel the current do new things

Line up with the silver clouds

Touch the wind and scream out loud

I’m free at last, to be free

Words and Music Keith McDonald