Breezin' Along with the Breeze

I'm just breezin' along with the breeze, Trailing the rails, I'm a roamin' the seas. Like the birdies that sing in the trees, Pleasin' to live, livin' to please. The sky is the only roof I have over my head, And when I'm weary, mother nature makes me a bed. I'm just goin' along as I please, Breezin' along with the breeze. < instrumental repeat of verse > The sky is the only roof I have over my head, And when I'm weary, mother nature makes me a bed. I'm just goin' along as I please, Breezin' along with the breeze. Seymour Simons and Richard Whiting, 1926