Treetop Flyer

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