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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
Oh, oh, oh
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
Oh, oh
I'm a bootleg flyer
And I work alone
I got wings for hire
Drive my load
And I'm gone
I'm a bootleg flyer
And I work alone
I'm a tree-top glider
Drive my load
And I'm gone
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