The Bird

THE BIRD Writers Hal Coleman, Barry Etrics Well my throat was dry and I was getting' late And I was at this bat on the interstate When this guy with a bird on his shoulder walked in the door And he proceeded to tell me the strangest thing He said, “Sir this bird of mine can sing like no other bird You've never heard before!” Well I just looked at the guy and said “Oh really?” And he turned to the bird and said”Do ole Willie” When that bird started singing I almost hit the floor. Whiskey River take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River don't run dry You're all I got to take care of me Well if that ain't the durndest thing I thought, son, what a heck of a thing A man could get rich making that bird sing And I could feel this wild idear comin' on strong I said, “I'm just sittin' here with two weeks pay And I'd probably blow it all anyway I'll buy that bird If he'll do one more song.” Maybe I didn't hold you quite as often as I should have You were always on my mind You were always on my mind I said, “well that does it sir, yep I'd like to buy that bird Would $500.00 take him off your hands?” Well, he thought for a while and he said, “alright” He handed me the bird and he said “goodnight” Counted the money and out the door he ran I was thinkin' I'd found the rainbow's end My ship would soon be rolling in When that bird sailed out the door And he was gone And as I watched him leave I got boilin' mad 'Cause I knew right then that I'd been had And as he faded in the night he was singing 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 making money with my friend And I can't wait to get on the road again