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Stephen Stills - Treetop Flyer lyrics
I could be a rambler from the Seven dials I don't pay taxes 'cause I Never file I don't do business that don't Make me smile I love my aeroplane 'cause She got style I'm a treetop flyer I'll fly any cargo that You can pay to run The bush league pilots they just Can't get the job done you got to Fly down into the canyons you don't never see the sun There's no such thing as an Easy run For a treetop flyer I fly low I'm in High demand Go fifteen feet over the Rio Grande I blow the mesquite Right up off of the sand I'm Seldom seen 'Specially when I land I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor People been askin' me where'd ya learn to Fly that way Was over in Viet Nam Chasin' N.V.A. The government taught me An' they taught me right Stay down under the treeline You might be all right Treetop flyer So I'm comin' home I'm runnin' Low and fast Promised my woman this'n gonna Be my last I get the ship down I tie her fast And then some ole boy walks up and he says He son, wanna make some fast cash? Treetop flyer Well there's things I am and there's Things I'm not I'm a smuggler and I Could get shot I ain't going to die I ain't going to get caught You see I'm a flyin' fool And the aeroplane Is just too hot I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor Usually work alone |
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