Stephen Stills - Treetop Flyer Lyrics
I could be a rambler from The Seven DialsI don't pay taxes 'cause I never fileI don't do business that don't make me smileI love my aeroplane 'cause she's got styleI'm a treetop flyerI will fly any cargo that you can pay to runThese bush league pilots, they just can't get the job doneGot to fly down into the canyons, you'll never see the sunThere's no such thing as an easy runFor a treetop flyerI'm flyin' low, I'm in high demandGo fifteen feet over the Rio GrandeI'll blow the mesquite right up of off the sandSeldom seen, especially when I landI'm a treetop flyerBorn SurvivorPeople been asking me, "Where'd you learn to fly that way?"Was over in Vietnam, chasin' NVAThe government taught me, and they taught me right,Stay down, under the treeline, you might be alrightTreetop flyerSo I'm comin' home, I'm runnin' low and fastI promised my woman this is gonna be my lastI get the shit down, I tie it fastThen some old boy walks up, and he says"Hey son want to make some fast cash?"I'm a treetop flyerWell there's things I am, and there's things I'm notI am a smuggler and I could get shotAint going to die, I ain't goin' to get caught,See I'm a flyin' fool, in an aeroplane, just too hotI'm a treetop flyerBorn survivorUsually work alone
