birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily, joyfully, playfully watching me. But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical
the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily, joyfully, playfully watching me. But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical
When I was young, it seemed that lilfe was so wonderful,a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical. And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing
Look around any old crowded bar You'll see a million reason, a million scars You can hear what the body language has to say A good libation in celebration
All my life I've been a cowboy in my heart Every western hero on the screen's Been with me from the start Ridin' high and showin' me the way And they
There's a burnin' silver lining, lighting up the sky Ahead of someone's promise, the storm is passing by I know I can't be with you, you're like a distant
I can dodge it with a shot of ninety proof With the jukebox now in session and the music ringin' true Drinkin' songs and other logic get me through Drinkin' songs and other logic
Here we are again my old friend We rode to the ends of the earth and back again We've seen all and done all that there is to do Now you're ridin' the
The doctor told me I'd get better in time The pains in my chest won't drive me outta my mind A little patience and I'll get over this one Now even he
I don't wanna tell you You don't have a place in my heart I don't like bein' the only one That knows there's somethin' tearin' us a part I can't write
She sees him flag down the waitress A picture of greeting and class She brings him his beer in a bottle Then he goes and pours it in a glass Longnecks
I've seen the storms comin' so many times I'm losin' track Yesterdays clouds are rollin' in again Oh, and what a woman, every time I start thinkin' back
thoughts won't rise above ya And I've had all I can take There's no more heart to break Though I always get it wrong Gonna have to sing along With the familiar drinkin' song
The sun's gonna shine tomorrow But I'll be lookin' for the rain Wells run dry, there's only dirt to turn If things go broke tomorrow But it goes against
Sneakin' all around Hopin' that he won't be recognized He looks her up and down Maybe she'd believe his little lies All the misinformation Will make
Chorus: When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical. And all the birds in the trees, well they'd