[ti:Homebird]
[ar:Foy Vance]
[al:Watermelon Oranges]
[00:24.72]The orange was the size of a watermelon to me
[00:30.71]Well, at least that is my memory
[00:36.43]Sunshine made my bare feet burn upon the road
[00:41.81]Far away we'd roam
[00:48.14]I'd be howlin' out a song in the back seat
[00:53.83]The boys would laugh and tease about my black feet
[00:59.66]They'd tell stories that would warm my soul
[01:04.73]Motorbikes and chrome
[01:10.57]Jimmy could not wait to get home
[01:14.95]Homebird sing
[01:20.15]Fly me high on an angel's wing
[01:26.23]Homebird sing
[01:31.07]Leave out nothing, tell me everything
[01:48.38]Everywhere we went just looked the same to me
[01:53.76]The skies were blue and the grass was green
[01:59.36]I wonder how different I might see them now
[02:04.20]Yet I see them somehow
[02:11.00]Through the fallen memories when that angel baby signs
[02:16.84]Oh, the little magic that his solo brings
[02:22.87]Making up songs and words and singin from the soul
[02:27.85]Oh, the stories told
[02:33.39]None but him and Jimmy could know
[02:37.48]Homebird sing
[02:42.37]Fly me high on an angel's wing
[02:48.11]Homebird sing
[02:53.85]Leave out nothing, tell me everything
[02:59.63]Homebird sing
[03:05.27]Fly me high on an angel's wing
[03:10.99]Homebird sing
[03:15.93]Leave out nothing tell me everything