Fly Back Home Songtext

von John Hiatt

Saw a red tailed hawk eatin' road kill
Said "Man, what happened to your dignity?"
He said "Subdivisions have taken my home
And there's no more pray to eat."
I said, "Where we gonna live?"
He said "Anywhere you want to, I guess
All you creature walkin' upright 'Round here
Well you've really made a mess."

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I wish we both could fly back home
To the green fields of our youth
Where friends and family set the tone
With the hardcore language of the truth
I know times bent on destruction
The past is over every day
I wish we both could fly back home
But we can't, so I guess I'll just fly away

An owl swooped down
As I was drivin' my pickup through the creek
He said, "I was only tryin' to scare ya
But instead you scared the hell right out of me."
With three hundred forty-five houses
A locking differential and four-wheel drive
I guess you were livin' large there, country boy
I was just tryin' to survive

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There was a rattlesnake up on the road
I ran him over and over 'til he died
Then his ghost rose up
And curled around this fear I hold inside
He flew on off to heaven
As I sat there in my instrument of death
I had to think what I was doin'
I had to think just to draw another breath

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