Birdie Busch
far from the tree
Oh no goodness me
i fell so far from the tree
oh no goodness me
i fell so far from the tree
some latched on
to a sturdy limb
bearing fruit for her and him
felt so easy just to fit right in
must of been since i was five years old
wasnât gonna listen
to what i was told
wasnât even looking for that pot of gold
now iâm out on a dusty plain
cut my hair and i changed my name
with a dull pair of scissors
got a lionâs mane
if you see me down on some new jack street
iâll be clapping my hands and stomping my feet
laughing to keep from crying
right inside the beat
walking down the tunnel towards the light
but the bulb burnt out and i lost my sight
went back to the living
went back from the night