| For my openin' line
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| I might try to indicate my state of mind
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| Or turn you on- or tell you that I’m laughin'
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| Just to keep from cryin'
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| Pretty music, when you hear it,
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| keep on tryin' to get near it A little rhythm for your spirit
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| But that’s what it’s for- c’mon in here’s the door
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| I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| and waste his time in the sky
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| He thinks it’s easy to fly,
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| he’s a little bit freer than I Now here’s a mystery,
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| maybe you can help to make it clear to me When you’re fast asleep,
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| What is it that’s lightin' up the dreams you see
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| All your tears can’t conceal it,
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| all your prayers may not reveal it You got soul so you can feel it And when you make the scene,
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| then you’ll know what I mean
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| I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| and waste his time in the sky
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| He thinks it’s easy to fly,
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| he’s a little bit freer than I Down here on the ground,
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| when you find folks are givin' you the run-around
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| Keep your game up-tight- and if you must just take your secrets underground
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| Politicians try to speech you-
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| mad color watchers try to teach you
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| Very few will really try to reach you
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| If you’re lost in the stack-
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| that’s O.K. |
| come on back
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| I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| and waste his time in the sky
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| He thinks it’s easy to fly,
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| he’s a little bit freer than I Ordinary Joe,
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| although they say you’re just a lazy so and so What they think is real,
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| is nothing but an animated puppet show
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| So don’t let time and space confuse you
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| Don’t let name and form abuse you
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| let Big Joe Williams blues you
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| In the light of the sun you can see how they run
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| I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| and waste his time in the sky
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| Don’t you know, he thinks it’s easy to fly,
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| he’s a little bit freer than I |