Yellow Bird

Did your lady f     riend leave the nest again?

You can fly away,     in the sky a    way —

You’re more lucky than    me.

I also have a pretty girl — she’s not with me      to – day.

They’re all the same, the pretty girls. . .

They tend the nest,      then they fly      a – way.

Better fly a     way,     in the sky away,

Black and yellow you, like banana too —

They might pick       you s     ome day.

Wish that I were a yellow bird –I fly away     with y     ou.

But I am not a yellow bird —

So here I sit, n     othing else      to d   o.