Jerry Reed – The Bird (Guitar)

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Well, my throat was dry and it was a-getting late

D
I was at this bar on an interstate

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When a guy with this bird on his shoulder walked through the door, yeah

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He proceeded to tell me the wildest thing

        D
He said sir, this bird of mine can sing

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Like no other bird you have ever heard before

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Well, I kinda looked at the guy and said, oh really

   D
He turned to the bird and said do ole Willie

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When the bird started singing I almost fell to the floor

                      D
Whiskey River take my mind

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Don't let her memory torture me

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Whiskey River don't run dry

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Ah, you're all I've got take care of me

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Well, I thought son, what a heck of a thing

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A man could get rich making that bird sing

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And I could feel this wild idea coming on strong

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And besides I'm sitting here with two weeks pay

        D
And I'd probably blow it on beer anyway

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Then he said hey, wait 'til you hear him sing like George Jones

                        D
He stopped loving her today

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They placed a wreath upon his door

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Soon they'll carry him away

                     D
He stopped loving her today

       A
I said well, that does it sir

   D
Yep, I'd like to buy that bird

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Five hundred dollars to take him off your hands

          A
Well, he thought for a while and he said alright

       D
And he handed me the bird and he said good night

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He counted my money and out the door he ran

            B
Well, I was thinking I'd found the rainbow's end

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That the money would soon be pouring in

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When suddenly the bird just flew out the door and was gone

      B
Well, then it hit me and I got boiling mad

         E
Cause I knew right then that I'd been had

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And as he flew off into the night he was singing this song

       B
On the road again

                                D#7
I just can't wait to get on the road again

                          C#m
The life I love is making money with my friend

    E                   F#           B
And I can't wait to get on the road again

       B
On the road again

                                D#7
I just can't wait to get on the road again

                          C#m
The life I love is making money with my friend

    E                   F#           B
And I can't wait to get on the road again

       B
On the road again

                                D#7
I just can't wait to get on the road again

                          C#m
The life I love is making money with my friend

    E                   F#           B
And I can't wait to get on the road again

       B
On the road again