Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
In Sonora in Mexico, there lives a firebird.
It rises at the dawning
And its mournful cry is heard
The firebird
As it soars through the air
Like a flaming torch on wings
Through the hills and canyons
Its haunting echo rings
The firebird
Its wings a fiery crimson
Its breast is burning gold
The firebird will haunt you
Or so the legends told
For all men
For all men
Who have seen it
Have been lured away from home
And across the burning desert
Forever they will roam
Searching for the firebird
Its wings a fiery crimson
Its breast is burning gold
The firebird will haunt you
Or so the legends told
Or so the legends told
The firebird
The firebird
The firebird
The firebird
The firebird
