| Song | High Flyin' Bird |
| Artist | Richie Havens |
| Album | Mixed Bag |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Wheeler | |
| There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sit-down, | |
| can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
| And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
| To the east and to the west, | |
| He meets God every day. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sit-down, can't cry | |
| Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now I had a woman | |
| Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
| She ain't never seen the sun, | |
| Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
| Then one day my woman up and died, | |
| Lord, she up and died now. | |
| Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
| She wanted to die, | |
| And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
| There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sit-down, can't cry, | |
| Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |
| zuo ci : Wheeler | |
| There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, | |
| can' t cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
| And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
| To the east and to the west, | |
| He meets God every day. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, can' t cry | |
| Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now I had a woman | |
| Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
| She ain' t never seen the sun, | |
| Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
| Then one day my woman up and died, | |
| Lord, she up and died now. | |
| Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
| She wanted to die, | |
| And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
| There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, can' t cry, | |
| Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |
| zuò cí : Wheeler | |
| There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, | |
| can' t cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
| And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
| To the east and to the west, | |
| He meets God every day. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, can' t cry | |
| Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
| Now I had a woman | |
| Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
| She ain' t never seen the sun, | |
| Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
| Then one day my woman up and died, | |
| Lord, she up and died now. | |
| Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
| She wanted to die, | |
| And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
| There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
| And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
| Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
| Lord, look at me here, | |
| I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
| Got those sitdown, can' t cry, | |
| Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |