I'm stuck on the L.A. freeway, Got rain water in my boots, My thumbs done froze, can't feel my toes, I feel a little destitute. Wheels throwing water all over my axe And Mr. Jones won't lend me a hand. Up come two cats in a Cadillac And they say, \"Won't you hop in, man ?\" I went flying high All the way — all the way. The one that's driving's got a bowler hat, The other's got a fez on his head. They turn around and grin and I grin back But not a word was said. So I took out my harp and I played 'em a tune, I could see they were diggin' it, Then the one with the fez, well he turns and he sez, \"We'd like to help you make your trip.\" And I went flying high All the way — all the way.
He said, \"We can't leave him out in the rain, He just might freeze and die, So why not put him on a plane And send him home in the sky ?\" So they took me to the L.A. airport, Laid twenty dollars in my hand. Well, I paid my fare, I'm in the air Flying back home again. And I went flying high All the way, yeah, all the way, all the way, You know I went flying high all the way, Don't you know I went flying high all the...