Lyrics:
kind of fantastic black-and-white warbler in my field yes ma'am that was the plan we did what we did 'cause we do what we can i was begging for
grizzlies hit that water like a train Well the warbler's got their wish Now the sun's a-shining high O'er Lethbridge Valley, Where the prairie meets the pines
Cape May Warblers dance in your dreams Wilson's, Prairie, Tennessee I'll meet you there in Central Park 6 O'clock sharp We'll begin in Strawberry
cascades of brilliant liquid melody pour from The bullfinch, crossbill, goldcrest and firecrest Hawfinch, linnet and the rose finch Wood warbler and willow
See that shadow cross the mountain, Summer in the warbler's eye, Beauty never is forgotten, though the moment passes by, [?????] the evening slowly
and wintry land that I wander every morning Before the warbler's chorus rises to wake me And as I start to stir, it will strike me without warning And again
the dark shades of The lonely ash grove 'Tis there, where the blackbird is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants with his notes from the tree Ah, then
warbler's beaks again And I could not grow, for cottonwoods would clog the crick below And I could not ask to take things back when it begins to snow
Hell is wrapped in darkness, flowers won't bloom The bush warbler in the birdcage, the sheep in the wagon Cry, bush warbler towards the raining
of men ping pong Sometimes everything goes wrong Take a rest to be blessed And hear the best Kirtland's Warbler sing his song Mama's beans and rice with
sliding to the other side I was a warbler without wings, sun shining, tangled in the power lines Spent some time in outer space, dear Seek and ye shall
Floodlights and Sequins - King Margo Hair's up higher than a warbler's nest Can't get no mail with no address Speeding tickets bookmarking
Like a warbler's melody, In the sweet summer breeze, I'm here where I belong Like a tree hugging the ground Like a wave against Long Island Sound
call 'Tis but the balmy breathing gale Mixt with some warbler's dying fall The dewy star of eve to hail It is Maria's voice I hear So calls the woodlark
the warblers on the wing And I listen while they sing, Sweet Marie Come to me, Sweet Marie Sweet Marie, Come to me Not because your face is fair, love,
of birds. Circled by swallows In a world for the weary. Courted by warblers; wicked and eloquent trilling. Lie in the stillness, window cracked open.
musical twern of the tropical warbler But the impatient taxi blare, the squawking elderly ibis and The glass-eye snapper hawking papers I can certainly
of birds. Circled by swallows In a world for the weary. Courted by warblers; wicked and eloquent trilling. Lie in the stillness, window cracked open.
musical twern of the tropical warbler But the impatient taxi blare, the squawking elderly ibis and The glass-eye snapper hawking papers I can certainly
the chances I must face These are on my speed Oh, you warbler For he warbled hey, that's by the car Bought arachnophobe On the tiara By the gin's rack
the rags and hairs tossed to the river beds Fire breathing warblers perched on fallen A prayer of shelter from the peaks Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh
of birds. Circled by swallows In a world for the weary. Courted by warblers; wicked and eloquent trilling. Lie in the stillness, window cracked open.
of birds. Circled by swallows In a world for the weary. Courted by warblers; wicked and eloquent trilling. Lie in the stillness, window cracked open.
of birds Now stay with me and learn the secret language of birds Circled by swallows in a world for the weary Courted by warblers, wicked and eloquent
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