Son of a gun

Take time to taste the change of the seasons
I wish I could feel but I hear what you're saying

You let time pass by

And never stop to wonder why there's a reason
That this is all just a game that we're playing

Hey now, now look at me
I'm a real big wheel spinnin' free
So don't ask me ten times how it feels to be number one
I'm just a son of a gun
Big time, bigger places

In warm sunshine with smiling faces
I climb so high, maybe as fast as you run
I'm just a son of a gun!

Hard times, hate crimes
Rewind to find just a bastion of hope
That ceases to put our existence in question

Big sky, we fly

We're high on atmospheric conditions
Conditions we shall overcome as we're flying

Hey now, now look at me
I'm a real big wheel spinnin' free
So don't ask me ten times how it feels to be number one
I'm just a son of a gun
Big time, bigger places

In warm sunshine with smiling faces
I climb so high, maybe as fast as you run
I'm just a son of a gun!