Jaybird singin' in the dogwood tree House cat thinkin' now ain't that sweet? And I roll over, go back to sleep Oh, sweet Sunday reverie Sun shinin' on the fresh cut hay Breeze blowin' those tears away Sun shinin' but it tastes like rain So you're gonna die tomorrow, whatcha gonna do today? I would like us to be quiet now Let our memories be kind They're out for blood They trick us every time I woke to a letter on my front door Said you ain't gonna come around here no more And ain't nobody gonna win this war We'll both be sorry, honey, that's for sure Could you meet me by the ocean in an hour or two? Bring a bottle of wine and your birthday suit I've been up all night tryna tame this blue But that's a game we were born to lose I would like us to be empty now Free of the pain we can't forget It makes us cold And fills us with regret Jaybird singin' in the dogwood tree The cat gave up and fell asleep And I woke from the wildest dream We were side by side and we both knew peace