My blue bird sings
He jumps but never swings
He loves the wind beneath his feathers
Even if there's stormy weather
My blue bird loves me more than life
He'd die for me
He cries with me
My blue bird's not jealous
But he's rebellious
Blue bird's not gone, he's just not here
I miss him much but do not fear
The Lord is kind and
I know blue bird's fine
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