The Local Memories - Little Birdie

Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing to me your song
I've a short time to stay here
And a long time to be gone

Rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than for you to be another's
Darling and now you'd never be mine
Little birdie, little birdie, what makes you fly so high
When you know that my true love is waiting in the sky

Take me to old dixie, to my old kentucky home
Got no father or no mother
No place to call my home
Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing to me your song
Well you've caused me lots of trouble
And you've caused me to go wrong