Mockingbird

Mockingbird steals the songs that she hears—
As she's winging her way around.
Hard to believe that she knows so many—
But she covers a whole lot of ground.
Only wants to hang out with the boys.
Make a little money and make a lotta noise.
Go, mockingbird—I love the way that you sing.

Mockingbird can't understand what's wrong—
When the other birds hang around.
They all love the way that she sings—
But they're always after her to settle down.
Pick a little song that she loves to sing—
And sing it for the rest of her life.
She doesn't even try to explain—
That a slave is not the same as a wife...

Sing mockingbird—I love the sound of your voice—
Sing mockingbird—I know you've made your choice.

Every day's different so she has to try a new voice on for size.
It's not that she doesn't care what she sings.
She just sees through so many people's eyes.

She's not trying to be funny. She's not trying to show off.
It isn't for the money. It's the only way she can get off...

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She's not trying to be funny. She's not trying to show off.
It isn't for the money. It's the only way she can get off...

Sing mockingbird—sing whatever you like.
Sing mockingbird—sing for your life.
Sing mockingbird—I love the sound of your voice.
Sing mockingbird—I know you've made your choice.
Sing mockingbird—sing whatever you like.
Sing mockingbird—sing for your life.



Credits
Writer(s): John Daniel Dougherty
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