where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go?
he's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole
i must have turned eighteen and drove away
after all these years
i'm finding my way
oh
back to climbin' up that old oak tree
back to the mud underneath my feet
back to a simpler state of mind
an easier life
an easier time
bottle rocket
black cat
firefly
a plywood ramp stacked three bricks high
back to real
back to me. back to free
like we used to be
you and me
let's get back to free
how the hell did we wind up here?
self medicated in an lazy chair
safely dying locked in our homes
nobody's talking but we're all on the phone
i gotta get back to climbin' up that old oak tree
back to the mud underneath my feet
back to a simpler state of mind
an easier life
an easier time
bottle rocket
black cat
firefly
a plywood ramp stacked three bricks high
back to real
back to me
back to free
like we used to be
yes
you and me
let's get back to free
i said free
free. rope swing
main street
pregnancy scare
fast lane
insane
driving impaired
empty pockets
sweet lover's lane
the county's dry
so let it rain
short fuse
good news
plans were taught
a negative tale stole johnny law
we had nothing
we had it all
we were free
like we used to be
you and me
let's get back to free
where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go?
he's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole