High Flying Bird

There's a high flying bird up in the sky

And I wonder if that bird looks down as he flies by

Riding on the air so easy in the sky

The sun comes along, lights up the day

And when he gets tired he slides on over the way

East to the west, he gets gone every day

But Lord, look at me here

Rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues

I used to have a mule and he worked in the mine

And that ol' mule, he got to be above your mind

Then one day my mule, he up and died

My mule up and died

My mule up and died

Well he had to fly away and the only way to fly was to die

There's a high flying bird up in the sky

And I wonder if that bird looks down as he flies by

Riding on the air so easy in the sky

Lord, look at me here

Rooted like a tree here

I got the sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues