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I could be a rambler from the seven dials I don't pay taxes 'cause I never file I don't do bid'ness that don't make me smile I love my aeroplane 'cause she's got style I'm a treetop flyer Treetop flyer I fly any cargo that you can pay to run The bush league pilots, they just can't get the job done You've got to fly down the canyon, don't never see the sun There's no such thing as an easy run I'm a treetop flyer Treetop flyer I fly low, I'm in high demand Go 15 feet over the rio grande I blow the mesquite right up off the sand I'm seldon seen, 'specially when I land I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor Now people been askin' me where'd you learn to fly that way Was over in vietnam, chasin' the nva Letras de cancionesThe government taught me, and they taught me right Stay down below the treeline and you'll be alright I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor So I'm comin' home, I'm runnin' low and fast Promised my woman this is gonna be my last I get the ship down, I tie her fast And then some old boy wakes up, and he says, "hey son, Wanna make some fast cash? " I'm a treetop flyer Well there's things I am And there's things I am not Yes I'm a smuggler and I could get shot I ain't gonna die, I ain't going to get caught You see I'm a flying fool, and this aeroplane is, whoo, hot I'm a treetop flyer Born survivor Workin' alone From Letras Mania