Back to Free

Where'd that dirt-faced, barefoot, rebel kid go?

He's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole

I must've turned eighteen and drove away

After all these years, I'm findin' 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 a lazy chair

Safely dying, locked in our homes

Nobody's talkin' but we're all on the phone

And 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, yeah

I said free

Free

Rope swing, main street, pregnancy scare

Fast lane, insane, drivin' impaired

Empty pockets, sweet lovers lane

The county's dry so let it rain

Short fuse, good news, plans were taught

A negative test, old 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