Song | Freebird In A Firebird |
Artist | Heartland |
Album | I Loved Her First |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Ran across a friend of mine | |
Hadn't seen since eleventh grade | |
Saw our name on the marquee sign | |
And stopped in to hear us play | |
He said, “ | |
Man, it's been a few years” | |
I said, “They'll let anybody in here” | |
We sat and talked of rebel days gone by | |
And we laughed of how our dreams of | |
California | |
Never got much past the county line | |
We drank a toast to long lost friends | |
And all those crazy things we did | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
He said, “ | |
Man, it's funny | |
How the time evaporates | |
And how you'd give your right arm | |
To get back just a day”“ | |
Or re-taste your first teenage kiss | |
Feel them back roads turn and twist | |
Seeing nothing but dust in your rear view” | |
There wasn't a car in our town any faster | |
Now yesterday's just rusting in my pasture | |
We were too big, the town was too small | |
But looking back, we had it all | |
Singing Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not one worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
Let that Freebird fly, fly on | |
Freebird |
Ran across a friend of mine | |
Hadn' t seen since eleventh grade | |
Saw our name on the marquee sign | |
And stopped in to hear us play | |
He said, " | |
Man, it' s been a few years" | |
I said, " They' ll let anybody in here" | |
We sat and talked of rebel days gone by | |
And we laughed of how our dreams of | |
California | |
Never got much past the county line | |
We drank a toast to long lost friends | |
And all those crazy things we did | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
He said, " | |
Man, it' s funny | |
How the time evaporates | |
And how you' d give your right arm | |
To get back just a day"" | |
Or retaste your first teenage kiss | |
Feel them back roads turn and twist | |
Seeing nothing but dust in your rear view" | |
There wasn' t a car in our town any faster | |
Now yesterday' s just rusting in my pasture | |
We were too big, the town was too small | |
But looking back, we had it all | |
Singing Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not one worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
Let that Freebird fly, fly on | |
Freebird |
Ran across a friend of mine | |
Hadn' t seen since eleventh grade | |
Saw our name on the marquee sign | |
And stopped in to hear us play | |
He said, " | |
Man, it' s been a few years" | |
I said, " They' ll let anybody in here" | |
We sat and talked of rebel days gone by | |
And we laughed of how our dreams of | |
California | |
Never got much past the county line | |
We drank a toast to long lost friends | |
And all those crazy things we did | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
He said, " | |
Man, it' s funny | |
How the time evaporates | |
And how you' d give your right arm | |
To get back just a day"" | |
Or retaste your first teenage kiss | |
Feel them back roads turn and twist | |
Seeing nothing but dust in your rear view" | |
There wasn' t a car in our town any faster | |
Now yesterday' s just rusting in my pasture | |
We were too big, the town was too small | |
But looking back, we had it all | |
Singing Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not one worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
It was Freebird in a | |
FirebirdOn the way up | |
Hawthorne | |
RoadIt was long necks, long hair | |
Wild eyed girls and rock ' n' roll | |
Play the drum set on the dance floor | |
Lighters held up for the encore | |
Not a worry in that southern summer sky | |
And we let that | |
Freebird fly | |
Let that Freebird fly, fly on | |
Freebird |