| Spread your wings for new orleans
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| Kentucky bluebird, fly away
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| And take a message to martha, message to martha
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| She sings each night in some cafe
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| In her search to find wealth and fame
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| I hear martha has gone and changed her name
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| It’s a year since she was here
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| Kentucky bluebird, fly away
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| And take a message to martha, message to martha
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| Tell her I miss her more each day
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| As her train pulled out down the track
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| Martha promised she’d soon be coming back
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| Oh tell her how my heart just breaks, in two
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| Since she journeyed far
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| And even though her dreams of fame fell through
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| To me she will always be a star
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| Spread your wings for new orleans
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| Kentucky bluebird, fly away
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| And take a message to martha, message to martha
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| Ask her to start for home today
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| When you find her please let her know
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| Rich or poor, I will always love her so Fly away, kentucky bluebird
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| Fly away, kentucky bluebird
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| Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away… |