Frankly is waaaay behind. He turns around and faces the opposite direction, takes a deep breath and releases a great burst of song that will fly him a great distance across miles of land he still has to travel.

Flying on a sack of beans,
Runnin' past New Orleans,
You wouldn't believe what I've seen
Flying on that sack of beans

I saw a bird walkin down the block,
Name Apache Rose Peacock,
I flew her all the way to Canada,
Past the teepees in Apache landsa.