Where Do My Bluebird Fly

Oh, well I know you stroke the set-up, baby
 Of all the leaves up in the ground
 And I know our song is old but heavy
 As I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh-oh
 With all this fever in my mind
 I could drown in your kerosene eyes
 Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
 Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
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 And as the early sigh of dawn will thunder
 I see you stir the fog around
 And when you find the voice and gears of sunset
 We'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh-oh
 And I will question every wind
 If they gone through the glow of your eyes
 Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
 Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?
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 Oh, well I know you stroke your feathers baby
 Upon the ghosts along my trail
 And I know well I was sold and buried
 Before I knew it was for sale, oh-oh
 With all this fever in my mind
 I could aim for your kerosene eyes
 Oh, you're just a target in the sky
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?
 
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?