Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my own way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight in some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons just for thee If I have ever been unkind I hope that you can just let it go by If I have ever been untrue I hope you know it was never to you Like a baby, stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it, I will make it all up to thee I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch Now he said to me, "Don't ever ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door She cried out to me, "Why not ask for more?" Like a bird on a wire And like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my own way to be free Oh how I tried Oh how I tried Oh how I tried Oh how I tried In my plight to be free