i could be a rambler from the seven dials
i don’t pay taxes ’cause i never file
i don’t do bid’ness that don’t make me smile
i love my aeroplane ’cause she’s got style
i’m a treetop flyer
treetop flyer
i fly any cargo that you can pay to run
the bush league pilots
they just can’t get the job done
you’ve got to fly down the canyon
don’t never see the sun
there’s no such thing as an easy run
i’m a treetop flyer
treetop flyer
i fly low
i’m in high demand
go 15 feet over the rio grande
i blow the mesquite right up off the sand
i’m seldon seen
‘specially when i land
i’m a treetop flyer
born survivor
now people been askin’ me where’d you learn to fly that way
was over in vietnam
chasin’ the nva
the government taught me
and they taught me right
stay down below the treeline and you’ll be alright
i’m a treetop flyer
born survivor
so i’m comin’ home
i’m runnin’ low and fast
promised my woman this is gonna be my last
i get the ship down
i tie her fast
and then some old boy wakes 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 am not yes i’m a smuggler and i could get shot i ain’t gonna die i ain’t going to get caught you see i’m a flying fool and this aeroplane is whoo hot i’m a treetop flyer born survivor workin’ alone”
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