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 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) Where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go? He's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole