High Flying Bird

Here's a high flyin' 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

Lord look at me,
I'm rooted like a tree,
yes I am now
I got those sit down,
can't cry, oh lord I'm gonna die blues

Well I used to love a man,
He worked in a mine
Well he never saw the sun, but he never stopped tryin'
Well then one day my man, he up and died
My man up and died
My man up and died, oh yes he did now
Well he wanted to fly, and the only way to fly was to die

Yeah I'm gonna die now,
I got those sit down, can't cry oh lord I'm gonna die blues

Yes I am, yes I am...