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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Songwriter

Lyrics

Bird alone, flying high
Flying through a clouded sky
Sending mournful soulful sounds
Soaring over troubled grounds
Bird alone with no mate
Turning corners, tempting fate
Flying circles in the air
Are you on your way somewhere?
Gliding, soaring on the winds
You are a sight of glory
Flying away up there so high
Wonder what's your story?
Bird alone, flying low
Over where the grasses grow
Swinging low then out of sight
You'll be singing in the night
Gliding, soaring on the wind
You're a sight of glory
Flying way up there so high
Wonder what's your story?
Bird alone, flying low
Over where the grasses grow
Swinging low then out of sight
You'll be singing in the night
In the night
Written by: Abbey Lincoln
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