Where Do My Bluebird Fly

Lyrics

Oh, well I know you stroke the set-up, baby Of all the leaves up in the ground And I know our song is old but heavy As I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh With all this fever in my mind I could drown in your kerosene eyes Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky Oh, where do my bluebird fly? And as the early sigh of dawn will thunder I see you stir the fog around And when you find the voice and gears of sunset We'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh And I will question every wind If they gone through the glow of your eyes, oh You're just a riddle in the sky Oh, where do my bluebird fly? I say, where do my bluebird fly? Oh well, I know you stroke your feathers, baby Upon the ghosts along my trail And I know well I was sold and buried Before I knew it was for sale, oh With all this fever in my mind I could aim for your kerosene eyes, oh You're just a target in the sky I say, where do my bluebird fly? I say, where do my bluebird fly?