Treetop Flyer lyrics
Song information
Artist: Stephen Stills Album: Stills Alone
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's 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 Got to fly down into the canyon, ya' don't ever see the sun There's no such thing as an easy run For a treetop flyer
I'm flyin' low, I'm in high demand Go fifteen feet over the rio grande I'll blow the mesquite right up of off the sand Seldom seen, especially when I land I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor
People been asking me, "where'd you learn to fly that way?" Ot was over in vietnam, chasin' nva The government taught me, and they taught me right Stay down, under the treeline, you might be alright Treetop flyer
So I'm comin' home, I'm runnin' low and fast I promised my woman this is ain't gonna be my last I get the ship down, I tie her fast Then some old boy walks up, and he says "hey son" wanna' make some fast cash? I'm a treetop flyer
Well there's things I am, and there's things I'm not I am a smuggler and I could get shot I aint going to die, I ain't goin' to get caught See I'm a flyin' fool, in an aeroplane that's just too hot I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor
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