Nightbird - Eva Cassidy

Some old hotel room in Memphis

I see the city through the rain

I’m just chasing me my time

And remembering some pain

See there once was a boy

And on the street he’d surely die

But the nightbird took him in And she taught him how to fly

See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone?

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory?

Now she’s gone

Two bit bars and honky tonks

Any pleasure can be found

You can get just what you want

If you lay your money down

And loney sailors do their drinking

My, my, my how the brave men do die

And the nightbird sells her pleasures

Bringing tears to my eyes

See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory

Now she’s gone

So I guess I’ll go out walking

Lord, let the rain keep falling down

I guess I’ll go chase some memories

On the dark side of town

See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory

Now she’s gone