Jimmy always was a restless boy
You could see it in his eyes
There was something wrong when I watched my son
When Jimmy watched the skies
And very often on an Iowa night
I'd see him standing in the yard
I can't describe how I loved that boy
But Jimmy loved the stars
And I remember he'd make paper boats
They seemed to bring him peace of mind
And then one day he sailed away
Leaving me behind
CHORUS:
Singing,
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