My name is Albert Ross,

My name is Albert Ross,
I live up in the sky,
There is no where for me to land
I fly, I fly, I fly,

I glide above the ocean waves
Tween Antarctic and equator,
I estimate, I caculate,
I am a navigator.

I search and then I’ll find an isle
I’ll land and then I’ll dance
I’ll clack my beak.
I’ll reproduce
And when my young are full of fish
I’ll glide away again

I fly, I fly, I fly, I fly
Away, away again
touching wavetops
with wingtips
Tween Antarctic and equator,
I’ll navigate, I’ll estimate
I fly into the future