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One mornin' when I was ridin' |
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In my old pickup truck |
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A beautiful bluebird |
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came flyin' down |
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My eyes caught the color |
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As it lead me down the road |
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Dippin' and bobbin' in the sun |
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I've never seen that blue before |
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'cept in one place |
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And she's not |
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here with me right now |
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So I followed all the way |
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To the top of the hill |
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That's where she |
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kept on climbin' Lord |
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Someday I will |
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Beautiful bluebird |
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See how she flies |
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Looks like she's |
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always goin' home |
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If heaven had a window |
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Where the sun |
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came shinin' through |
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Like a beautiful bluebird |
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I'd come flyin' back to you |
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Well it kind of struck me funny |
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Sort of made me smile |
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After all these years |
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on this old road |
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How God could show me somethin' |
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Never say a word |
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There's so much |
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that I don't know |
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I've never seen that blue before |
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Except in one place |
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And she's not |
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here with me right now |
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I followed all the way |
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to the top of the hill |
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That's where she |
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kept on climbin' Lord |
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And someday I will |
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Beautiful bluebird |
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See how she flies |
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Looks like she's |
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always goin' home |
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If heaven had a window |
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Where the sun |
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came shinin' through |
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Like a beautiful bluebird |
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I'd come flyin' back to you |
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Beautiful bluebird |
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See how she flies |
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Looks like she's |
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always goin' home |
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If heaven had a window |
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Where the sun |
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came shinin' through |
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Like a beautiful bluebird |
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I'd come flyin' back to you |