Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire,Like a drunk in a midnight choirI have tried in my way to be free.Like a worm on a hook,Like a knight from some old fashioned bookI have saved all my ribbons for thee.If I, if I have been unkind,I hope that you can just let it go by.If I, if I have been untrueI hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,Like a beast with his hornI have torn everyone who reached out for me.But I swear by this songAnd by all that I have done wrongI will make it all up to thee.I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,He said to me, "You must not ask for so much."And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire,Like a drunk in a midnight choirI have tried in my way to be free.