Bootleg Flyer

I'm a bootleg flyer, and I work alone

I'm a radar hider, turn your head and I'm gone

Gonna set her down easy on a dirt road

I'm gonna land her on sand

Moonshine on the Redwood Forest with money across my hand

I'm a bootleg flyer...

I'm a bootleg flyer, cargo in the back

I'm a tree-top glider, I never leave the track

Thrown over napalm, I've flown under fire and I go rain or sun

In a world where no one knows me, I'm a motherless son

I'm a bootleg flyer...

I'm a bootleg flyer, and I work alone

I got wings for hire, drop my load and I'm gone

I'm a bootleg flyer and I work alone

I'm a tree-top glider, drop my load and I'm gone