There's a high-flying bird flying way up in the skyAnd I wonder if she looks down as she goes on byWell, she's flying so free and easy in the skyLord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a treeGot to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blueNow the sun, it comes up and it lights up the dayAnd when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his wayTo the east and to the west, he meets God every dayLord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a treeGot to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blueNow I had a woman, Lord, she lived down by the mineShe ain't never seen the sun, oh Lord, never stopped cryingThen one day my woman up and diedLord, she up and died now, oh Lord, she up and died nowShe wanted to fly and the only way to fly is die, die, dieWell, there's a high-flying bird flying way up in the skyAnd I wonder if she looks down as she goes on byWell, she's flying so free and easy in the skyLord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a treeGot to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blueGot to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blueI'm gonna die blue