Intro :
Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been un kind,
Well I hope that you can just let it go by.
And if I, if I have been un true
Well I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, still born,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn ever yone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will m ake it all up t o thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
Well he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman standing by her darkened door,
She said to me, "why not ask for more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free