Freebird in a Firebird

Ran across a friend of mine
Hadn't seen since eleventh grade
Saw our name on the marquee sign
And stopped in to hear us play

He said, Man, it's been a few years
I said, They'll let anybody in here
We sat and talked of rebel days gone by

And we laughed of how our dreams of California
Never got much past the county line
We drank a toast to long lost friends
And all those crazy things we did

It was Freebird in a Firebird
On the way up Hawthorne Road
It was long necks, long hair
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll

Play the drum set on the dance floor
Lighters held up for the encore
Not a worry in that southern summer sky
And we let that Freebird fly

He said, Man, it's funny
How the time evaporates
And how you'd give your right arm
To get back just a day

Or re-taste your first teenage kiss
Feel them back roads turn and twist
Seeing nothing but dust in your rear view

There wasn't a car in our town any faster
Now yesterday's just rusting in my pasture
We were too big, the town was too small
But looking back, we had it all

Singing Freebird in a Firebird
On the way up Hawthorne Road
It was long necks, long hair
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll

Play the drum set on the dance floor
Lighters held up for the encore
Not one worry in that southern summer sky
And we let that Freebird fly

It was Freebird in a Firebird
On the way up Hawthorne Road
It was long necks, long hair
Wild eyed girls and rock 'n' roll

Play the drum set on the dance floor
Lighters held up for the encore
Not a worry in that southern summer sky
And we let that Freebird fly
Let that Freebird fly, fly on Freebird