Fly Back Home
John Hiatt
saw a red tailed hawk eatin' road kill
said "Man, what happened to your dignity?"
he said "Subdivisions have taken my home
and there's no more pray to eat."
i said, "Where we gonna live?"
he said "Anywhere you want to, i guess
all you creature walkin' upright 'Round here
well you've really made a mess."
CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away
an owl swooped down
as i was drivin' my pickup through the creek
he said, "i was only tryin' to scare ya
but instead you scared the hell right out of me."
with three hundred forty-Five houses
a locking differential and four-wheel drive
i guess you were livin' large there, country boy
i was just tryin' to survive
CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away
there was a rattlesnake up on the road
i ran him over and over 'Til he died
then his ghost rose up
and curled around this fear i hold inside
he flew on off to heaven
as i sat there in my instrument of death
i had to think what i was doin'
i had to think just to draw another breath
CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away
CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away
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