High Flying Bird

There's a high flying bird
Way up in the sky, now
Yes, and I wonder if she
Looks down as she flies on by
Well, she's riding on the air
So easy in the sky

And Lord, look at me
(Yeah)
I'm rooted like a tree
(Oh yeah, yes, I am now)
I've got the sit down, can't cry
Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues

Oh, when I use to love a man
He worked in a mine, Lord
Oh, well, he never saw the sun
But he never stopped trying

Oh, then one day my man, he up and died
My man up and died, Lord
My man up and died, Lord
(Yes, he did)
Well, he wanted to fly
And the only way to fly was to die

There's a high flying bird
Way up in the sky, now
And yes, I wonder if she
Looks down as she flies on by
Well, she's riding on the air
So easy in the sky

Hey Lord, look at me
(Yeah)
I'm rooted like a tree
(Hey, yes, I am now)
Got the sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
(Yeah, I'm going to die now)
Got the sit down, can't cry
Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
(Yes I am, yes I am)