Are you free today?
This song's called Back to Free.
Thank you so much for being here.
The deaf and dirt-faced barefooter apple can go
He's still cold, dead, fishing at the water end
I must have turned 18 and drove away
After all these years I'm finding my way
Oh, back to climbing on that old, old tree
Back to the mud underneath my feet
Back to a sound of the wind
Back to a hapless state of mind
An easier laugh, an easier time
Bought a rocky black catafly
Fly a plywood ramp, stack three bricks high
Back to real, back to me
Back to free, like we used to be
You and me, let's get back to free
Now how the hell do we wind up here?
Self-medicated in a lazy chair
Safely dying, locked in our homes
Nobody's talking
But we're all on the phone
Well, I don't get back to climbing on that old, old tree
Back to free, like we used to be
Back to the mud underneath my feet
Back to a hapless state of mind
An easier laugh, an easier time
Bought a rocky black catafly
Fly a plywood ramp, stack three bricks high
Back to real, back to me
Are you free, Nashville?
Back to free, like we used to be
You and me
Back to real, back to me
Way back to me
Back to real, back to me

Back to me
Back to me
Back to real, back to me

Back to me
Back to me
Back to me
I said, are you free, are you free, everybody put your hands up, say we're free, yeah, I'm
free, baby, I said, rope swing, main street, pregnancy skater, fast lane, insane, driving
impaired, empty pocket, sweet lover's lame, the county's dry, so let it rain, short fuse,
good news, plants were tall, a negative test said, oh, Johnny Law, but we had nothing, we
had it all.
Oh, we were free, Lord, we used to be, you and me, let's get back to free.
Bring that dirt-faced, barefoot rebel kid and go, he's still crawled dead fishing at the
water rail.
Thank you so much.