Back To Free (acoustic)

Intro: verse 1 Where’d that dirt face, bare foot, 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 finding my way Oh, back to climbin’ up that old old tree Back into the mud underneath my feet Back to a simpler state of mind, An easier life, Lord an easier time Bottle rocket - blackcat – firefly, A plywood ramp stacked three bricks high Back to real, back to me Oh back to free, like we used to be You and me, let’s get back to free verse 2 How the hell did we wind up here, Self-medicated in a lazy chair? All set for dying, locked in our homes, Nobody’s talking but we’re all on the phone Back to climbin’ up that old old tree Back into the mud underneath my feet Back to a simpler state of mind, an easier life lord an easier time Bottle rocket - blackcat – firefly, A plywood ramp stacked three bricks high Back to real, back to me Oh back to free, like we used to be You and me, let’s get back to free Instrumental (2x) Bridge Rope swing; main street; pregnancy scare Fast lane; insane; driving impaired Empty pockets; sweet lover’s lane; The count is right so let it rain Short fuse; good news, plants were tall A negative Tess, that 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 Outro Where’d that dirt face, bare foot, rebel kid go He’s still rawdad fishin’ at the waterin’ hole