歌詞
If the river was whiskey and I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom and never come up
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, I surely will die
Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing to me your song
Got a short time to be with you
And a long time to be gone
Little birdie, little birdie
What makes your back so blue?
It's because I've been a-grievin'
A-grievin' after you
Little birdie, little birdie
What makes you fly so high?
It's because I true birdie
And I don't care to die
Written by: Traditional
