Fly Back Home Lyrics & Tabs by John Hiatt & The Goners
Fly Back Home
guitar chords lyrics
Fly Back Home
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
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
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
