Like a bird on the wire

Like a drunk in a midnight choir

I have tried in my way to be free.

Like a worm on a hook

Like a knight from some old fashioned book

I have saved all my ribbons for thee.

If iif I have been unkind

I hope that you can just let it go by.

If iif I have been untrue

I hope you know it was never to you.



Like a babystillborn

Like a beast with his horn

I have torn everyone who reached out for me.

But I swear by this song

And by all that I have done wrong

I will make it all up to thee.

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch

He said to me``you must not ask for so much.''

And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door

She cried to me``heywhy not ask for more? ''



Oh like a bird on the wire

Like a drunk in a midnight choir

I have tried in my way to be free.