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THE BIRD
Writers Hal Coleman, Barry Etrics
Well my throat was dry and I was getting late
And I was at this bat on the interstate
When this guy with a bird on his shoulder walked in the door
And he proceeded to tell me the strangest thing
He said, Sir this bird of mine can sing like no other bird
Youve never heard before!
Well I just looked at the guy and said Oh really?
And he turned to the bird and saidDo ole Willie
When that bird started singing I almost hit the floor.
Whiskey River take my mind
Dont let her memory torture me
Whiskey River dont run dry
Youre all I got to take care of me
Well if that ain't the durndest thing
I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich making that bird sing
And I could feel this wild idear comin' on strong
I said, Im just sittin here with two weeks pay
And Id probably blow it all anyway
Ill buy that bird If hell do one more song.
Maybe I didnt hold you quite as often as I should have
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
I said, well that does it sir, yep
Id like to buy that bird
Would USD500.00 take him off your hands?
Well, he thought for a while and he said, alright
He handed me the bird and he said goodnight
Counted the money and out the door he ran
I was thinkin Id found the rainbows end
My ship would soon be rolling in
When that bird sailed out the door
And he was gone
And as I watched him leave I got boilin mad
Cause I knew right then that Id been had
And as he faded in the night he was singing this song
On the road again
I just cant wait to get on the road again (Somebody stop that bird!)
The life I love is making money with my friend
And I cant wait to get on the road again