| If I leave here tomorrow,
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| Would you still remember me?
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| For I must be travelling on, now.
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| 'Cause there's too many places I've gotta see.
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| But if I stayed here with you, girl,
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| Things just couldn't be the same.
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| 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
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| And this bird you cannot change.
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| The Lord knows, I can't change.
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| Play it pretty for Atlanta.
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| Bye, bye, baby it's been sweet love, yeah, yeah.
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| Though this feeling i cant change.
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| But please don't take it so badly,
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| 'Cause the Lord knows I'm to blame.
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| But if I stayed here with you girl,
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| Things just couldn't be the same.
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| Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
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| How 'bout you?
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| And this bird you cannot change. |
| oh!
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| And this bird you cannot change.
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| The Lord knows, I can't change.
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| Lord help me, I can't change.
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| Lord I can't change
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| Won't you fly high, free bird yeah? |