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BIRD ON THE WIRE by Leonard Cohen 




Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.

Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book 

I have saved all my ribbons for thee.

If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by. 

If I, if I have been untrue 

I hope you know it was never to you. 


Like a baby, stillborn, 

like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.

But I swear by this song 

and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, 

he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." 

And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" 


Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.