Montag, November 18, 2019

HIGH FLYIN' BIRD

There's a high flyin' bird way up in the sky
And I wonder does she look down as she flies on by
just floatin' so free and easy in the sky

Ohh look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got them sit down, can't fly
Oh, lord I'm gonna die blues

Well the sun comes along and she lights up the day
And then when she gets tired she just flies along on her way
From the East to the West she goes down every day

But look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got them sit down, can't fly
Oh, lord I'm gonna die blues

I once knew a man. He worked in a mine
Well he never saw the sun but then he never stopped tryin'
And then one day that old man he up and he died

Yeah he up and he died
He up and he died
Well he wanted to fly
And the only way to fly was to die

There's a high flyin' bird way up in the sky
I wonder does she look down as she flies on by
just glidin' so free and easy in the sky

Look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got them sit down, can't fly
Oh, lord I'm gonna die blues

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