And if i was some little swallow
had little wings
and i could fly
drop out of sight
of my own true lover
and there i'd sit
until the day i die
and if i was some little sparrow
had little wings
and i could fly
flap out of sight
of my own true lover
and there'd i'd sing
until the day i die
i would lie in the arms
of some weeping willow
sleep for weeks
once a year
wouldn't need nothing
but some weeping willow
and what i'd drink
would be my tears
had little wings
and i could fly
drop out of sight
of my own true lover
and there i'd sit
until the day i die
and if i was some little sparrow
had little wings
and i could fly
flap out of sight
of my own true lover
and there'd i'd sing
until the day i die
i would lie in the arms
of some weeping willow
sleep for weeks
once a year
wouldn't need nothing
but some weeping willow
and what i'd drink
would be my tears