IntroGCGCVerse 1GC
Where’d that dirt face, bare foot, rebel kid go
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He’s still crawdad fishin’ at the waterin’ hole
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I must’ve turned eighteen and drove away
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After all these years I’m finding my way
ChorusG
Oh, back to climbin’ up that old old tree
C
Back into the mud underneath my feet
G
Back to a simpler state of mind,
C
An easier life, Lord an easier time
G
Bottle rocket - blackcat – firefly,
CA plywood ramp stacked three bricks high
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Back to real, back to me
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Oh back to free, like we used to be
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You and me, let’s get back to free
Verse 2GC
How the hell did we wind up here,
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Self-medicated in a lazy chair?
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All set for dying, locked in our homes,
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Nobody’s talking but we’re all on the phone
ChorusG
Back to climbin’ up that old old tree
C
Back into the mud underneath my feet
G
Back to a simpler state of mind,
C
an easier life lord an easier time
G
Bottle rocket - blackcat – firefly,
CA plywood ramp stacked three bricks high
GC
Back to real, back to me
GC
Oh back to free, like we used to be
GC
You and me, let’s get back to free
BridgeG
Rope swing; main street; pregnancy scare
C
Fast lane; insane; driving impaired
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Empty pockets; sweet lover’s lane;
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The county is dry so let it rain
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Short fuse; good news, plants were tall
CA negative Tess, that old Johnny law
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We had nothing, we had it all
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We were free, like we used to be
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You and me, let’s get back to free
OutroGC
Where’d that dirt face, bare foot, rebel kid go
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He’s still rawdad fishin’ at the waterin’ hole
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.