Stephen Stills

Stephen Stills - Treetop Flyer lyrics

rate me

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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