The birds are flying
And I'm sitting in my rocking chair
The birds are flying
And I'm sitting in my rocking chair
I'm gonna smoke my cigar
And sit here all Goddamn day
The sun's gonna shine
And I'm gonna burn one day
The sun's gonna shine
And I'm gonna burn one day
Till then I'll play my guitar
And hit that blue note all the way
Led a life full of sins and shame
Johnny was his name, and he had no game
Poor bastard was without a job
And dreaming all day and he'd never stop
One day he met beauty named Rose
Then happened things he had never supposed
They read their vows in the old chapel
And had two kids and a silly cat with a bell
All was good but there was something wrong
That bloody kid couldn't hold love that strong
Left his home in the prime of his life
And never returned to his kids and his wife
Down by the river he built a shack
Filled it with cigarettes and some good old jack
Nothing ever could bring him down
He would sit on his front porch and sing so loud
Singing
The birds are flying
And I'm sitting in my rocking chair
The birds are flying
And I'm sitting in my rocking chair
Till then I'll play my guitar
And hit that blue note all the way
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