treetop flyer



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

 

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 I'm a treetop flier

 

I will fly any cargo you can pay to run

 These bush league pilots just can't get the job done

 Got to fly down into the canyons, never see the sun

 There's no such thing as an easy run

 

For a treetop flier

 

I'm flyin' low, I'm in high demand

 Go fifteen feet over the Rio Grande

 Blow the mesquite right up off the sand

 Seldom seen, especially when I land

 

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Born Survivor

 

People ask me, "Where'd you learn to fly that way?"

 Over in Vietnam, chasin' NVA

 The government taught me, and they taught me right,

 Stay under the treeline, and you might come out alright

 

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So I'm Comin' home, I'm runnin' low and fast

 Promised my woman this one's gonna be my last

 Get the ship down, and I tie her fast

 Then some old boy walks up, says " Hey son, you wanna make some fast cash?"

 

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Well there's things I am and there's things I'm not 

I am a smuggler and I could get shot

 But I gonna die, I ain't goin' to get caught,

 'Cause I'm a flyin' fool and my aeroplane is just too hot