There's a high flyin' bird, way up in the sky now
Yes and I wonder if she looks down, as she flies home by?
Well, she's riding on the yale so easy in the sky
Lord, look at me here
I'm rooted like a tree here, yes I am now
I got no sit-down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Oh well, I used to love a man
He worked in a mine
Oh well, he never saw the sun but he never stopped trying
Wooh well then one day my man, he up and died
My man up and died, my man up and died
Lord, yeah he did now
Oh well he wanted to fly and the only way to fly was to die
There's a high flyin' bird, way up in the sky now
Yes and I wonder if she looks down, as she flies home by?
Well, she's riding on the yale so easy in the sky
Lord, look at me here
I'm rooted like a tree here, yes I am now
I got no sit-down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Yeah I'm gonna die now
I got no sit-down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Yes I am, yes I am