Lyrics

[Verse]
Down at the quarry 'neath the wide southern sky,
Tracy's long reach was loaded and high,
He swung it around with a whoopin' wide grin,
And poor ol’ Pudding took it square on the chin.

[Chorus]
Oh, Pudding went flyin’, straight through the air,
Floppin’ and flailin’, like he just didn’t care.
Broke a few ribs, but he sure got the view,
Flyin’ like a bird in a sky so blue.

[Verse]
Old Pudding was hollerin’, arms a-flutterin’ wild,
He ain’t flown like that since he was a child.
The folks all down there, well, they stopped to stare,
As Pudding crash-landed in a pile of despair.

[Chorus]
Oh, Pudding went flyin’, straight through the air,
Floppin’ and flailin’, like he just didn’t care.
Broke a few ribs, but he sure got the view,
Flyin’ like a bird in a sky so blue.

[Bridge]
Tracy stood frozen, his mouth open wide,
He said, “Oh Lord, Pudding, I swear I just tried!
To move that machine, not send you on a flight,
Guess the long reach was feelin' sprightly tonight!”

[Chorus]
Oh, Pudding went flyin’, straight through the air,
Floppin’ and flailin’, like he just didn’t care.
Broke a few ribs, but he sure got the view,
Flyin’ like a bird in a sky so blue.