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Bluebird
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Sittin' in the woods alone, on silver tree that turned to stone
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Branches growing overhead, make your house on featherbed
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Shiny beak and shiny eyes, show me winter paradise
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Singing to the settin' sun, prayin' for the day that's done
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CHORUS
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Growin' quieter as you watch the snow
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Fallin' down, down, down ,down
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If you want to know his heart
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Listen, listen to the bluebird sing
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If I had a voice like thine, melody like summer wine
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Come sunshine islands I would bring, music to the newborn king
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REPEAT CHORUS
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--SOLO--
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REPEAT CHORUS
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Bluebird
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| Robin Trower |
