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There's a high-flying bird flying way up in the sky And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by Well, she's flying so freely in the sky Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down-can't-cry-oh-Lord-gonna-die blues Now, the sun, it comes up and lights up the day And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way To the east and to the west, he meets God every day Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down-can't-cry-oh-Lord-gonna-die blues Now, I had a woman, Lord, she lived down by the mine She ain't never seen the sun, oh Lord, never stopped crying Then one day, my woman up and died Lord, she up and died now Oh Lord, she up and died now And she wanted to die and the only way to fly is die, die, die There's a high-flying bird flying way up in the sky And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by Well, she's flying so freely in the sky Letras de canciones Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down-can't-cry-oh-Lord-gonna-die blues Got those sit-down-can't-cry-oh-Lord-gonna-die blues From Letras Mania