Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried, in my way, to be free
Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old-fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I, if I have been unkind
I hope that you can just let it go by
And if I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know, it was never to you
Like a baby, stillborn
Like a beast with its horn
I have torn everyone who reached out to me
But, I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it up to thee
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
Said to me, "Hey babe, you must not ask for so much"
And a pretty woman lеaning at her darkened door
Shе cried to me, "Why not ask for more?"
Oh, like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried, in my way, to be free
Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried, in my way, to be free