Bush Pilot from Vol III by The Steady Swagger

Bush Pilot
Music by The Steady Swagger
Lyrics by Mathieu Lacombe

I’m flying high, I’m flying low. I’m flying any (damn) where that I want to go
‘Cause I’m the bush pilot

Well the flies are so thick that the dogs lay low and on this night I take flight due North
I’m a bush pilot and I just killed a man, or so I think
You see the sun was in my eyes when the shot rang out
And I dropped my cigarette that could give me away. But if they ever do find it I will be long gone
Out in dead man’s land, in the great white north!

Well my body is broken and so is my mind. But like this plane I got me one last flight
I’ve got three cases of rye, four cartons of smokes, and it won’t take too long ‘till they all run out
Well the bush life will cleanse me, I will dedicate my every waking moment to the actual pursuit
Of the three bare necessities, basic essential needs: food, shelter, fire

Chase my whiskey with cold, brown Moose River water. This will be my last drink
Then it’s me, the trees, the sun and the moon
The wind and the rain, and my demons to chase me
So I’ll dive in the water, sink to the bottom. I will choke, I will freeze, I will cry
But I will never stop kicking, my breath I’ll earn (it)
And when I hit surface I will be reborn!

• Folk
• Rockabilly
• Whiskeybillie
• folk rock
• pirates
• upright bass
• Montréal