| Song | Freebird In A Firebird |
| Artist | Heartland |
| Album | I Loved Her First |
| 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 |
| 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 retaste 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 | |
| FirebirdOn the way up | |
| Hawthorne | |
| RoadIt 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 |