High Flying Bird

There's a high flyin' bird

Way up in the sky

And I wonder does he look down

As he flies on by

Whoa, he's ridin' on the air

So easy in the sky

But Lord, look at me here

Oh, I'm rooted like a tree here

I've got those sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues

Now, the sun comes along

Oh Lord, it lights up the day

Then when he gets tired

He slides on over the way

Oh-whoa, it's east to the west

He gets gone every day

But Lord, look at me here

Oh, I'm rooted like a tree here

Oh, I got those sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues

Now, I had a man

He and he lived in a mine

Now, he never saw the sun

But Lord, he never stopped tryin'

Then one day my man up and died

I said my man up and died

Oh yeah, my man up and died

Oh well, he wanted to fly

And the only way to fly was to die

There's a high flyin' bird

Way up in the sky

And I wonder does he look down

As he flies on by

Ridin' on the air

So easy in the sky

But Lord, look at me here

Oh, I'm rooted like a tree here

I got those sit down, can't cry

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues

Oh, Lord, I'm gonna die blues

Oh Lord, I'm gonna die