Bird Pie Rag

I'll tell you a story about Robin and Wren,
About going through life like you can't go again.
He loved her, she loved him, but that was the end,
When they were together they could not be friends.

Two sides to old stories
So sad and so true
the song the wooperwil's
been singing to you.

The Robin's picture is painted deep blue
The way he tell's her each day that he's through
"You leave me feeling like I'm no damn good,
so sad and lonely, so misunderstood."

"When you go dancing out on Saturday night
while I sit home honey it just ain't right
You know me darling I want no one but you
but my broken heart knows the things that you do

Two sides to old stories
So sad and so true
the song the wooperwil's
been singing to you.

The Robin red breast sips the wild honey dew
The Wren cries softly, she knows not what to do
How can the big bird even think that shes free?
"look at yourself," she says "and see what you see"

"You've never known me, it's all been too hard
two different bird sharing the same back yard"
And so it goes 'round and 'round in a whirl
The empty dreams all begin to unfirl

It's an old story.
Its sad but its true.
The song the wooperwil's
been singing to you