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letra de fly back home - john hiatt

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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.”

chorus:

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 h-ll 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

chorus:

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

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

chorus:

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

chorus:

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

- john hiatt

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