Fly on down birdy far from the North Pole
Meet you in Georgia, trade peaches for snow
You've had a hard time birdie, like rocks and like stones
But you sing when it's sunny, and you sing when it's cold
Sing a song birdy for your body is grace
And sing for your mama 'fore she flies away
Sing a song birdy, for all of your pain
And you can sing a song birdy, for the great golden state
And looking now birdy, see how you've grown
With eyes from the heavens and iron for bones
Raising those brothers like two chicks of your own
You've done a good job birdy, you've done better than most
Fly around Venice, fly around Rome
Sync with the city and never come home
Birdy, nobody blames you for flying away
Look at you birdy, you carry the stage
So come on now birdy through the fury and the fire
Fly a little birdy, for your father, he's a liar
I'll meet you in the city of the bicycle tyres
And you can sing with me birdy on telephone wires