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Wheeler |
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There's a high flying bird way up in the sky |
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And I wonder does he looks down as he flys on by |
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He's a riding on the air so easy in the sky |
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Well Lord look at me here, I'm rooted like a tree here |
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I got the sit down, I can't cry |
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Oh Lord I'm gonna die blues |
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Now the sun comes along, oh Lord it lights up the day |
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And when he gets tired he flys on over the way |
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Oh its east to the west and he gets gone every day |
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Well Lord look at me here, I'm rooted like a tree here |
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I got the sit down, I can't cry |
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Oh Lord I'm gonna die blues |
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I had a man and he lived in a mine |
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Now he never saw the sun but he never stopped trying |
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And then one day my man up and died |
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I said my man up and died, yes my man up and died |
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Well he wanted to fly |
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And the only way to fly was to die |
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Repeat first verse |
