Treetop Flyer

I could be a rambler from the seven dials
I dont pay taxes cause
I never file
I dont do business that dont make me smile
I love my aeroplane cause shes got style
Im a treetop flyer
Ill fly any cargo, that you can pay to run the bush league pilots, they just cant get the job done
Got to fly down into the canyon, ya dont ever see the sun
Theres no such thing as an easy run
For a treetop flyer
Im flyin low,
Im in high demand
Go fifteen feet over the
Rio Grande
Ill blow the mesquite right up off the sand
Seldom seen, especially when
I land Im a treetop flyer
Born Survivor
People been asking me, 'Whered you learn to fly that way?'
It 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 Im comin home,
Im runnin low and fast
I promised my woman this is 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?
Im a treetop flyer
Well theres things
I am, and theres things
Im not I am a smuggler and
I could get shot
I aint going to die,
I aint goin to get caught,
See Im a flyin fool, in an aeroplane thats just too hot
Im a treetop flyer
Born survivor
I usually work alone