Like a bird on the wire |
Like a drunk in a midnight choir |
I have tried in my way to be free |
Like a worm on a hook |
Like a knight from some old fashioned book |
I have saved all my ribbons for thee |
If I, if I have been unkind |
I hope that you can just let it go by |
If I, if I have been untrue |
I hope you know it was never to you |
Like a baby, stillborn |
Like a beast with his horn |
I have torn everyone who reached out for me |
But I swear by this song |
And by all that I have done wrong |
I will make it all up to thee |
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch |
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much." |
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door |
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" |
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Oh like a bird on the wire |
Like a drunk in a midnight choir |
I have tried in my way to be free |