There's a high-flying bird, flying way up in the sky
And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by
Well, she's flying so free and easy in the sky
Lord, look at me, I'm rooted like a tree
Got to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blue
Now the sun, it comes up and it lights up the day
And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way
To the east and to the west, he leaves God every day
Lord, look at me, I'm rooted like a tree
Got to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blue
Now I had a woman, Lord, she lived down by the mine
She ain't never seen the sun, oh Lord, never stopped drying
Then one day, my woman up and died
Lord, she up and died now, oh Lord, she up and died now
She wanted to fly, and the only way to fly is die, die, die
Well, there's a high-flying bird flying way up in the sky
And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by
Well, she's flying so free and easy in the sky
Lord, look at me, I'm rooted like a tree
Got to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blue
Got to sit down, can't cry, oh Lord, I'm gonna die blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah