Bluebird Revisited (Live at Berkeley 1971)

The pain of losing you

Well, it made me an angry man

Was there something else that I could do or was it over?

Had I a chance?

So I listened once again to my Bluebird sing

Oh, yes, and children, how she made the mountains ring

Now when hearts be stilled, that gentle voice is spring

Oh, my precious, my soul, says to my blue-eyed sparrow

Come back, come back

I can put away the cages

Come back, come back

I can put away the rages

Come back, come back

Can we turn the next page together?

Listen to my Bluebird laugh

She can tell you why

Deep within her heart, you see

She knows only cryin'

There she sits aloft a perch

Strangest color blue

Flying is forgotten now

Thinks only of you

Oh, yeah

Get into all those blues, must be a thousand hues

And each is differently used, you just know

You sit there mesmerized by the depth of her eyes

I can tell you no lies

She's got soul, yeah

She's got soul, alright

She's got soul, yeah

Said, she's got soul, alright

She's got soul, yeah

Soon she's goin' to fly away

Sadness is her own

Give herself a bath of tears

And go on home

So I listened once again to my Bluebird sing

Oh, yes, and children, how she made the mountains ring

Now when hearts be stilled, that voice is spring

Oh, my precious, my soul, says to my blue-eyed sparrow

Fly back home

Fly back home

Fly back home