Jerry Reed The Bird
Well my throat was dry and It was getting' late
And I was at this bar on the interstate
When this guy with a bird on his shoulder walked in the door
And he proceeded to tell me the wildest thing
He said, Sir this bird of mine can sing like no other bird
You've never heard before.
Well I just looked at the guy and said Oh really?
He turned to the bird and said Do old Willie
When that bird started singing I almost fell on the floor.
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I got to take care of me
Well if that ain't the durndest thing
I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich making that bird sing
And I could feel this wild idea comin' on strong
I'm just sittin' here with two weeks pay
And I'd probably blow it on beer anyway
When he said wait'll you hear him sing like George Jones!
He stopped loving her today, and he placed a wreath upon his door, soon they'll carry him away, he stopped loving her today
I said, well that does it sir, yep
I'd like to buy that bird
Would $500.00 take him off your hands? Hmmm?
Well, he thought for a while and he said, alright
He handed me the bird and he said goodnight
Counted the money and out the door he ran
I was thinkin' I'd found the rainbow's end
The money would soon be rolling in
When that bird sailed out the door
And was gone
And as I watched him fly into the night I got boilin' mad
Cause I knew right then and there that I'd been had
And as he faded in the night he was singing this song
On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again (Somebody stop that bird! )
The life I love is making money with my friend
And I can't wait to get on the road again
