Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
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he said to me, You must not ask for so much.
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, Hey, why not ask for more?
Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
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