Brandy Clark-Mark Narmore Ran across a friend of mine, I hadn't seen since eleventh grade He saw our name on the marquis 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 at 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 Free Bird in a Firebird all the way up Hawthorne Road It was longnecks and long hair, wild-eyed girls and rock and roll Played the drumset on the dashboard, lighters held up for the encore Not one worry in that Southern summer sky And we let that Free Bird fly He said yeah it's funny how the time evaporates And how you'd give your right arm to get back just a day To retaste your first teenage kiss, to feel them backroads turn and twist And see nothin' but dust in your rearview There wasn't a car in our town any faster Now yesterday's just a'rustin' in my pasture We were too big, that town was too small, but lookin' back we had it all singin'............ Repeat Chorus