| I was walking down the road, not caring much where I was going
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| A heavy pack upon my back, burly good with inner sad of lonliness
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| When fluttered by this bird of blue, he said I’ll tell you what I 'll do Since you seem to be so sad, I will try and be your glad.
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| bluebird of happiness
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| And he goes flying, far over the ocean blue,
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| bound for places, I am not known to.
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| I decided to follow him, my thoughts have faded dim since then
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| d G blown foggy by the wind a paced, as from shore to shore we race,
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| move from place to place
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| The moon is hot, the stars are cold. |
| I’ve been there, thats how I know
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| I’ve touched the desert sunsets coat
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| placed to dove the melted snows of Kilimanjaro
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| And he goes flying, far over the ocean blue,
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| found the places, I am not known to.
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| I’ll follow that bird untill he dies and when he does then so will I,
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| d G I know I 'll never be the same, LiFe to me is bound to change
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| when that ends the chase
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| I lift his body from the sea, let him dry in a trade wind breeze
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| find some merry christmas views, wrap them up and give them to you
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| my bluebird of happiness
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| And he goes flying, far over the ocean blue,
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| found the places, I am not known to. |