Bird on a Wire

Bird on a wire strung between poles.

He’s whistling dixie, he’s fillin’ in holes.

Where he’s flyin’ next ain’t nobody knows.

Bird on a wire where will you go?

All of these fences they don’t mean a thing,

When he’s free to fly and he’s free to sing.

But he’s worn out and he’s thirsty overheated and tired.

Who’s gonna save him? Bird on a wire.

Sometimes the wind acts like a friend.

It’ll lift you up.

But you’re not blown away. You’ve chosen to stay.

Blame it on desire. Bird on a wire.

Peach tree’s in full bloom out in the back yard.

The afternoon rain is comin’ down hard,

And it’s washin’ away his every last thought.

Bird on a wire. He can’t be bought.

Sometimes the wind acts like a friend.

It’ll lift you up.

But you’re not blown away. You’ve chosen to stay.

Blame it on desire. Bird on a wire.

Bird on a wire strung between poles.