China Bird
Lord, the man that I love tryin' to make a fool out of me.
Babe, I'm leavin', yeah I'm a-leavin' this mornin'
Goin' to Kansas City to bring Jim Jackson home.
Now well I used to drink and I'm gonna buy a gallon
I'm gonna find me my man I say, get a pair of overalls.
I'm leavin', yeah I'm gonna go to Kansas City, ha ha ha,
Goin' to Kansas City, yeah, to make my man my own.
I'll walk on Beauty Street with an idea I might stay,
If she wants my man I'll just change my ways.
Lord I'm leavin', yeah I'm leavin'
Under
Hey, you see right through me
Wait, isn't that your specialty
I see your soul's inclined to shadows
You're here today, you're gone tomorrow
Well we could reach up and take the sky
But you'd find a reason or alibi
Well you're black and white in color
Well you're over, you're under
Hey, I question your intentions
Wait are they real, are they illusions?
Ah, here I go once again
This time, I will
This time, I can
You're high on your throne
Get on your knees and crawl
You're under
Well, we could reach up and take the sky
But you'd find a reason or alibi
Well you're black and white in color
Well you're over, you're under