Bluebird - Ronee Blakley

I’ve been going down that long lonesome road, boy

I’ve been doing it for a while

I’ve been going down tha long lonesome road, boy

Looking for that special smile

I work the bars, New York to Frisco

I can never seem to make it pay

You know how money is, it slips right through your fingers

One more dollar, one more day

The bluebird has no money

Bluebird has no kin

The bluebird wears no time-clock

He answers to the wind

I’ve been going down that same old road, boy

Like the world I’m adding on some years

I’ve put a hundred million quarters in the jukebox

I bought a barrel full of beers

You know I’ve listened to some troubles in my life, now

Seen a lot of grown men cry

You know that old tune, «Over the Rainbow?»

The bluebird flies, why can’t I?

The bluebird has no money

Bluebird has no kin

The bluebird wears no time-clock

He answers to the wind

I live my life like there ain’t no tomorrow

Yes I always have and always will

Behind me all my yesterdays go stretching out like boxcars

Disappearing round some hill

I always thought life was for living

Nothing is as easy as it seems

Like the bluebird I will fly away

And I’ll find a rainbow in my dreams

The bluebird has no money

Bluebird has no kin

The bluebird wears no time-clock

He answers to the wind