In the Air Again

(Note: Read or sing this in tune with Willie Nelson's On the Road Again!)

In the air again, I’m soaring through the clouds my friend,
Going back to the place were I must spend,
My time until I’m on the move again.

I’m leaving Moscow my friend, don’t think I’ll ever be back again,
‘Cause those Russian drove me round the bend,
Man I’m on the move again.

In the air again, it’s rough and tumble in the clouds my friend,
Their serving stale sandwiches again, this fact I just can not comprehend,
Man I’m in the air again.

I’m on the ground again, here in Kiev airport a short time to spend,
Just hanging around in the transit lounge my friend,
Until I’m back in the big blue sky again.

In transit it’s a trend, with other people time you can spend,
While away the hours with a yarn or ten,
Until you’re back up in the air again.

Flights been delayed my friend, at least it hasn’t been cancelled again,
We have another two and a half hours in transit to spend,
Man I may never fly again!

We’re taking off again, this time it’s for five hours my friend,
I hope the dinner isn’t sandwiches again,
I’m back in the big blue yonder again.

On the ground again, you’ve got to love the Business Lounge my friend,
When you’ve got to spend six hours on the ground,
It’s really heaven my friend.

In the air again, it’s the last leg of the journey my friend,
It’s been five weeks on holiday we did spend,
But it’s nice to be going home again.

So now I’m home again, Kuwait’s got 44 degrees my friend,
It’s actually good to be back home I can’t pretend,
But in ten days I’ll be back in the air again!