High Flying Bird - We Five

There’s a high flying bird

Way up in the sky

And I wonder does he look down

As he flies on by

Riding on the air so easy

In the sky

But, Lord, look at me here

But, Lord, look at me here

I’m rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can’t try

Oh, Lord, I’m going die blues

Well, the sun comes along

It lights up the day

And when he gets tired

He slides down all of the way

Well, it’s east to the west

He gets gone everyday

But, Lord, look at me here

I’m rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can’t try

Oh, Lord, I’m going die blues

Well, I had a man

And he lived in a mar

Well, he never saw the sun

But, Lord, he never stopped trying

Then one day

My man up and died

I said, my man up and died

Oh, my man up and died

Well, he wanted to fly

And the only way to fly was to die

There’s a high flying bird

Way up in the sky

And I wonder does he look down

As he flies

On by

Riding on the air so easy

In the sky

But, Lord, look at me here

I’m rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can’t try

Oh, Lord, I’m going die blues

But, Lord, look at me here

I’m rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can’t try

Oh, Lord, I’m going die blues