Back To Free

Where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go?
 He's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole
 I must have turned 18 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
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 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 (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
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 Where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go?
 He's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole