Sammy was low

Just watching the show

Over and over again

Knew it was time

He'd made up his mind

To leave his dead life behind

His boss said to him

"Boy you'd better begin,

To get those crazy notions right out of your head

Sammy who do you think you that you are?

You should've been sweeping up the Emerald Bar"



Spread your wings and fly away

Fly away, far away

Spread your little wings and fly away

Fly away, far away

Pull yourself together

'Cos you know you should do better

That's because your a free man



He spends his evenings alone in his hotel room

Keeping his thoughts to himself, he'd be leaving soon

Wishing he was miles and miles away

Nothing in this world, nothing would make him stay

Since he was small

Had no luck at all

Nothing came easy to him

Now it was time

He'd made up his mind

"This could be my last chance"



His boss said to him, "Now listen boy!

You're always dreaming

You've got no real ambition, you won't get very far

Sammy boy, don't you know who you are?

Why can't you be happy at the Emerald Bar