Luyện nghe bài hát Red-Winged Blackbird

Red-Winged - Ray Sawyer
(Joel Jaffe)

The indians say the blackbird
Was too close to the sun
And the bright burning flames his wings and his name
To him how far he had come

On the banks of the yellow Rio
a little stone shack built by hand
And a young man with than a lot on his mind
Sits and stares out across the desert

Red-winged fly
from Neuvo Laredo
I'll be by and by
When I'm on my way home

In the dry month of September
He arrived with the West wind
In flight from the and the life he had lived
return but he did not know when

Red-winged fly
Away from Laredo
be there by and by
When I'm on my way back

One morning the Blackbird
Left his barbed wire before dawn
For the young man his flight had a magical
And the day that he was gone

Blackbird fly
Away from Laredo
I'll be by and by
When I'm on my way home

Red-winged fly
Away from Laredo
I'll be by and by
When I'm on my way home....

(c) 1977 Whispering Wind Co.