stare up at me momma like ya used to
weather’s kind of cold but i don’t care
fatten up that ol’ rhode island rooster
it’s gettin’ to feel like fall at the county fair
well there’s a jaybird flyin’ home to mobile
sleepin’ in your cornfield for a while
seems he just backed into a square meal
and he’s in for the night
so fine yellow moon reflectin’
through the frost along the window pane
well i’m a shootin’ star in the wrong direction
hey i love you momma but i just can’t seem to change
and like that jaybird flyin’ home to mobile
sleepin’ in your cornfield for a while
seems i just backed into a square meal
and i’m in for the night
and if i was one for speculatin’
i suspect i might be back around
well you might find me riding on a breeze ablowin’
northern bound
hey like that jaybird flyin’ home to mobile
sleepin’ in your cornfield for a while
seems i just backed into a square meal
and i’m in for the night
Artist: The Dirt Band
Year: 1978
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 95