like a bird on the wire

like a drunk in a midnight choir

i've tried in my way to be free

like a worm on a hook

like a knight in some old fashioned book

i've saved all my ribbons for thee

if i if i've been unkind

i hope you just let it go by

if i if i've been untrue

i hope you know it was never to you

never to you

like a baby still born

like a beast with its horns

i have torn everyone who reached out for me

i saw a beggar beggar leaning on his wooden crutch

he said to me you must not ask for much

and a pretty woman

a pretty woman

standing in a darkened door

she cried to me

hey why not ask for more

she cried to me

she cried to me

she cried to me

anyone i ask for more

like a bird on a wire

like a drunk in a midnight choir

i i have tried in my way to be free

i have tried in my way to be free

but i swear by the song

and by all i've done wrong

i will make it up to thee