Em
Oh, well I know you stroke the set-up baby,
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of all the leaves up in the ground
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And I know your song is old but heavy
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as I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh
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With all this fever in my mind, I could drown in your kerosene eyes, oh
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You're just a riddle in the sky
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Where do my bluebirds fly?
 
And as the early sigh of dawn will thunder 
I see you stir the fog around
And when you find the voice and gears of sunset 
we'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh
 
And I will question every wind 
if they've gone through the glow of your eyes, oh
You're just a riddle in the sky
Where do my bluebirds fly?
 
Where do my bluebirds fly?
 
Oh, well I know you stroke your feathers baby 
upon the ghosts along my trail
And I know well I was sold and buried 
before I knew it was for sale, oh
 
With all this fever in my mind 
I should aim for your kerosene eyes
Oh, you're just a target in the sky
Where do my bluebirds fly?