For my openin’ line I might try to indicate my state of mind or turn you on or tell you that I’m laughin’ just to keep from cryin’ pretty music, when you hear it, keep on tryin’ to get near it a little rhythm for your spirit but that’s what it’s for c’mon in here’s the door I’ve seen a sparrow get high and waste his time in the sky he thinks it’s easy to fly he’s just little bit freer than I Now here’s a mystery maybe you can help to make it clear to me When you’re fast asleep and than what is that’s lightin’ up the dreams you see all your tears can’t conceal it all your prayers may not reveal it you got soul so you can feel it and when you make the scene then you’ll know what I mean I’ve seen a sparrow get high and waste his time in the sky he thinks it’s easy to fly he’s just little bit freer than I Down here on the ground when you fine folks are givin’ you the runarround keep your game up up-tight and if you must just take your secrets underground now, politicians try to speech you mad color watchers try to teach you very few will really try to reach you if you’re lost in the stack that’s ok come on black Now I'd be the last to deny that I'm just an average guy and don't you know each little bird in the sky Is just a little bit freer than I Ordinary Joe, people say you’re just a lazy so and so what they think is real is nothing but an animated puppet show So don’t let time and space confuse you don’t let name and form abuse you let Big Joe Williams blues you in the light of the sun you can see how they run
For my openin’ line I might try to indicate my state of mind or turn you on or tell you that I’m laughin’ just to keep from cryin’ pretty music, when you hear it, keep on tryin’ to get near it a little rhythm for your spirit but that’s what it’s for c’mon in here’s the door I’ve seen a sparrow get high and waste his time in the sky he thinks it’s easy to fly he’s just little bit freer than I Now here’s a mystery maybe you can help to make it clear to me When you’re fast asleep and than what is that’s lightin’ up the dreams you see all your tears can’t conceal it all your prayers may not reveal it you got soul so you can feel it and when you make the scene then you’ll know what I mean I’ve seen a sparrow get high and waste his time in the sky he thinks it’s easy to fly he’s just little bit freer than I Down here on the ground when you fine folks are givin’ you the runarround keep your game up up-tight and if you must just take your secrets underground now, politicians try to speech you mad color watchers try to teach you very few will really try to reach you if you’re lost in the stack that’s ok come on black Now I'd be the last to deny that I'm just an average guy and don't you know each little bird in the sky Is just a little bit freer than I Ordinary Joe, people say you’re just a lazy so and so what they think is real is nothing but an animated puppet show So don’t let time and space confuse you don’t let name and form abuse you let Big Joe Williams blues you in the light of the sun you can see how they run
