Golden was the bird I knew,
Sang a song so free then flew,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Golden was the bird long gone,
Sang a little while, flew on,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Yeah, I woke one morning, long time gone,
A magpie’d come to steal away my song,
Was up against the window yeah tapping on the pane,
But it couldn't get in, no, kept calling my name.

Golden was the bird,
And they won't come back.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.

But the toll this life has taken,
Is a back that’s always aching,
And if my scars could tell their tales,
It'd take a long, long time,
You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.

Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,
A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.

Oh but when the rain comes down,
I stop the rain from falling on the ground.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
I've worked the land for ages, hmm,
For ages, hmm.

Oh, hear those songbirds singing at the start of the day,
Yeah I woke up early I was on my way,
Red hot sun in a big blue sky,
I was gonna start running,
But it was quicker to fly.

Over the mountain down to the vale,
Out to the coast, get a boat, set sail,
All I want to do is get back and break bread,
I've been missing my lover,
I've been missing my sweet, sweet bed.

I'm trying to get back home,
Before the sun goes down.

Oh I can't slow down, my feet won't rest,
I'm weak I'm weary but I couldn't care less,
Got a song in my soul, got a skip in my step,
My heartbeat’s racing the closer I get.

I've been gone so long but now I gotta get back,
Just one more trail yeah, one more track,
For ten long years been skipping like a stone,
But now this old man’ll be rolling,
Rolling home.

I'm trying to get back home,
Before the sun goes down.

I'm getting tired of trying to take things slow,
Kicking back ‘n waiting for the wind to blow,
For way too long just gone with the flow,
But those days are done, so get up, let’s go.

I'm getting tired of all the talking,
Been getting less of the yes than no,
Reckon I'm ready for the real thing,
All I gotta do is get up and go.

I've got one hand on the wheel,
The whole world is passing' by,
I've got one hand on the wheel,
Got a big blue sky,
I've got one hand on the wheel,
The sun is getting low,
I've got one hand on the wheel,
I'm gonna roll real slow.

Cos it’s a long, long road, we've got time,
Yeah it’s a long, long road, so we’ve got time.

Down on your luck,Beggin' for a meal,Nobody helping' ya,They don't see the appeal.
Wayfaring drifter,Won't you sing me the blues,go on paint me a picture,Yeah tell me the news.
Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,Come what may.
No one to trust,Oh so cold and alone,Always a boom or a bust,Now all your chances are blown.
Holding' out hope,That you will redeem,Manifest a thousand ways of,Livin' the dream.
Driving big fast cars,Heavy on the wheel,Blast off and out of here,Ah how good would that feel.
Ain't no mistaken',What I came here to say,Ain't no vows that i'm breakin',Yeah come what may.
Home is where the heart is,Yeah that's what they say,You must be a fighter,Come what may.Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,
Oh come what may.

Sometimes in life, You find that kindred soul,
Least that's how it appears, Then love grows cold.
I've found me a honey,She's bound by my spell,
So joyful and sunny,
A true southern belle.

Hair hang loose down her body,
Smells so sweet in the air,
Big caboose, yeah she got it,
Magnifique derriere.

True sensation she knows it,
Leaves me dazed and confused,
Stole my heart and she froze it,
Now I'm battered and bruised.

I feel like my life is better with you in it,
So don't try to tell me why we should ruin this,
There's no rhyme or reason to what you're thinkin' now,
But I'm tryin' to make something of this somehow.

Her blood runs cold,
Ain't no heart of gold,
Indecision controls,
But you're my kindred soul.

I feel like my life is better with you in it,
So don't try to tell me why we should ruin this,
There's no rhyme or reason to what you're thinkin' now,
But I'm tryin' to make something of this somehow.

My heart is on the line,
We're runnin' out of time,
I'm anything but fine,
And I don't like it.

Devoid of heart of soul,
Ooh girl your blood is running cold,
Oh ain't got no heart of gold,
Ì watch this tragedy unfold,
Be big, be brave, be bold,
Oh gotta find that kindred soul.

I'M SO HAPPY WHEN I'M ALONE
I'm so happy when I'm alone
I'm so happy when I'm alone
I'm so happy when I'm alone
I'm so happy when I'm alone
I'm so happy when I'm alone
I'm so happy when I'm alone
Now I need a candlelight
I'm so happy when I'm alone
Make a thousand dreams tonight
I'm so happy when I'm alone
Now I need a candlelight
I'm so happy when I'm alone
Make a thousand dreams tonight