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Listen to my bluebird laugh she can tell you why |
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Deep within her heart you see she knows only cryin' |
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There she sits aloft at perch strangest color blue |
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Flying is forgotten now thinks only of you |
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Just you |
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Get into all those blues must be a thousand years |
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And each is differently used you just know |
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You sit there mesmerized by the depth of her eyes |
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I can tell you no lies |
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She's got soul, she's got soul, she's got soul, she's got soul |
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Soon she's goin' to fly away sadness is her own |
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Give herself a bath of tears and go home |
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And go home |
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So I listened once again to my bluebird sing |
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Oh yes and children how she made the mountains ring |
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Now when hearts be stilled that voice is spring |
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Oh my precious my soul says to my blue eyed sparrow |
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Fly back home, fly back home, fly back home |
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Do you think she loves you? |
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Do you think at all? |
