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.