As the Crow Flies Songtext
von Hiss Golden Messenger

Vicksburg
Plaquemine
Issaquena, Rosedale, True Vine

21 years as the crow flies
Watching the wheels roll backwards
Lucinda in the evening
Long-legged girl with a country way of speaking
Red apple moon
Oh, river, I′m gone, hey
Pull the needle and thread

Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don't get down, you′re nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don't get down, you're nothing but a number

Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you′re nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don't get down, you′re nothing but a number


Woodstock
Storm King
West Saugerties in the pouring rain
Rider Waite-low card
Walt Whitman Bridge, daylight be thy name
Rented rooms
Little shinbone child, was that you?
Blue horizon, late again
West Lafayette, babe
And tomorrow's a dream

Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number

Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don't get down, you′re nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number

Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number
Sing little bird, sing for high summer
Don′t get down, you're nothing but a number