Listen to Medley: The Bird / Whiskey River / On the Road Again / He Stopped Loving Her Today (Alternate Title: The Bird) by Jerry Reed

Medley: The Bird / Whiskey River / On the Road Again / He Stopped Loving Her Today (Alternate Title: The Bird)

Jerry Reed

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jerry Reed
Jerry Reed
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hal Coleman
Hal Coleman
Composer
J.B. Shinn III
J.B. Shinn III
Composer
Willie Nelson
Willie Nelson
Composer
Bobby Braddock
Bobby Braddock
Composer
Barry Etris
Barry Etris
Composer
Curly Putman
Curly Putman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Hall
Rick Hall
Producer

Lyrics

Well, my throat was dry and it was gettin' late
I was at this bar on an interstate
When this guy with this bird on his shoulder walked through the door, yeah
He proceeded to tell me the wildest thing, he said
"Sir this bird of mine can sing
Like no other bird you have ever heard before"
Well I kinda looked at the guy and said "Oh, really?"
He turned to the bird and said "Do ol' Willie"
When the bird started singin' I almost fell in the floor
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got to take care of me
Well, if that ain't the darndest thing
Well, I thought, "Son what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich makin' that bird sing"
And I could feel this wild idea comin' on strong
And besides, I'm sittin' here with two weeks pay
And I'd probably blow it on beer anyway, then he said
"Hey, wait till you hear him sing like George Jones"
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
Soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
I said, "Well, that does it sir
Yep, I'd like to buy that bird, would, er
Five hundred dollars to take him off your hands, huh?"
Well, he thought for a while and he said, "Alright"
And he handed me the bird and he said, "Good night"
He counted my money and out the door he ran
Well, I was thinkin' I'd found a rainbow's end
And the money would soon be pourin' in
When suddenly the bird flew out the door and was gone
Well, then it hit me and I got boilin' mad
'Cause I knew right then I'd been had
And as he flew off into the night he was singin' this song
On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again
Somebody stop that bird!
The life I love is makin' money with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
My bird!
I Iust can't wait to get on the road again
My five hundred dollars!
The life I love is makin' money with my friends
Huh?
And I can't wait to get on the road again
Somebody give me a BB gun!
On the road again
I want that bird!
I just can't wait to get on the road again
This is for the birds!
The life I love is makin' money with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
Buy me a drink, somebody!
On the road again
Hey! Come back here, bird!
Written by: Barry Etris, Bobby Braddock, Curly Putman, Hal Coleman, J.B. Shinn III, Willie Nelson
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