Lyrics Gord Bamford – Firebird
Text:
Baby ain’t you and me just made in the shade
Like Seagram’s and homemade lemonade
Just right, I wanna soak in your sunshine
But you’re
take the t-tops off
It’s all waxed up, now let’s go get lost
On the highways and byways
Slam a hammer to floorboard and fly away
In a Firebird, catching all 4 gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn, your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Streaming eagle on the hood and you and me free as a freebird
Firebird
Now baby just listen to that engine whine
Where we’re going your guess is as good as mine
We’ll just drive on
Baby baby will you stay calm
You got me reeling in stealing a kiss between the bucket seats
Left hand on the wheel and the right on your knee
You’re looking so fine, oh my
It’s kinda hard to keep it between the white lines
In a Firebird, catching all 4 gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn, your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Streaming eagle on the hood and you and me free as a freebird
Firebird
Even if I could I wouldn’t trade where I am
Sitting next to the prettiest girl in the world
In a black Trans Am
Yeah a Firebird, catching all 4 gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn, your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Firebird
Album
Gord Bamford – Gord Bamford - Tin Roof
