Free

I always knew she had a set of wings

Underneath that blue jean jacket

She'd never say she was too good for me

But I'd tell you she was, if you asked me

She was made for more than this two-lane nowhere John Deere town

And I wish holdin' her didn't mean I was holdin' her back and holdin' her down

But it does

So here I am, sippin' this let her go goodbye drink

Thinking damn that's right

The best things in life are

Free

Free, as bird when it's flying

Free

Free, as the sun when it's shinin'

Free

Free, as the road windin' out in front of her, front of her

Free

Free as a prayer on Sunday

Free

Singin' please, bring her back to me someday

But if loving her, loving her, taught me anything

It's the best things in life are free

Free

She used to love my ole rusted, two tone pick up truck

But, it feels so empty now, turnin' these keys and firin' it up

I wish the world fit in a county-line sunset

But like they said the best things in life are

Free

Free, as bird when it's flying

Free

Free, as the sun when it's shinin'

Free

Free, as the road windin' out in front of her, front of her

Free

Free, as a prayer on Sunday

Free

Singin' please, bring her back to me someday

But if loving her, loving her, taught me anything

<span begin="2:01.413" end="2:09.568">It's the best things in life are free, free</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:06.553" end="2:07.226">(Free)</span></span>

I always knew she had a set of wings

Underneath that blue jean jacket

Man, it makes you start to think

Damn, that's right

The best things in life are

Free

Free, as bird when it's flying

Free

Free, as the sun when it's shinin'

Free

<span begin="2:41.071" end="2:47.455">Free, as the road windin' out in front of her, front of her</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:41.977" end="2:44.297">(Ooh, ooh)</span></span>

Free

Free, as a prayer on Sunday

Free

Singin' please bring her back to me someday

But if loving her, loving her, taught me anything

It's the best things in life are free

Free