Nancy Sinatra - This little bird

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There s a little bird that somebody sends
Down to the earth to live on the wind.
Born on the wind and he sleeps on the wind
This little bird that somebody sends.

He s light and fragile and feathered sky blue,
So thin and graceful the sun shines through.
This little bird who lives on the wind,
This little bird that somebody sends.

He flies so high up in the sky
Out of reach of human eye.
And the only time that he touches the ground
Is when that little bird
Is when that little bird
Is when that little bird dies.

Inne utwory

  • Call me
  • Some velvet morning
  • You only live twice
  • Bang bang
  • Good time girl
  • How does that grab you darlin
  • In my room
  • Oh you beautiful doll
  • Nights in white satin
  • So long babe
  • The end
  • Fridays child
  • On Broadway
  • Son of a preacher man
  • My exclusive dreams
  • Sugar town
  • Shades
  • Up up and away
  • As tears go by
  • Losowe utwory

    Lost in the stars

    Before Lord God made the sea and the land,
    He held all the stars in the palm of his hand.
    And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand,
    And one little star fell alone.

    Then the Lord God hunted through the wide night...

    Without you

    The way you always made me look at you
    With all the simple things you said
    The way so many things surrounded you
    And all the tears it seemed to make
    And they were falling
    There s nothing left to say
    And I can...

    I am the owl

    I am your plumber
    No I never went away
    I still bug your bedrooms
    And pick up everything you say
    It can be a boring job
    To monitor all day your excess talk

    I hear when you re drinking
    And cheating on...

    Please stay, go away

    I m caught in a crossfire
    With nowhere to run
    I m keepin my head down
    Cos I ve got only one
    I m up on a high wire
    With nothin but air
    I m feelin so nervous
    With so many places to go
    But I m goin nowhere
    I m ridin a...

    The Journey Continues

    Waiting at the station
    Feel no hesitation and begin the ride
    Still pretty young,but time’s already come and I begin to slide
    I’m turning down, down looking down now
    I got you dazey little hazey
    I get the feeling, just leaves me reeling I begin to cry

    Then the rain came down .. teardrops
    Then the rain...