I Had A Bird He Flew Away And I Guess He's Gone To Stay
But I See Him Winging On His Way My Flyaway Bird Named Yesterday

He's Over The Place Of My Birth He's Circling A Spot That I Know
He's Hangin' Around The Saw Mill Town Where The Gentle Summer Breezes Blow
I Had A Bird He Flew Away...

He's Riding On A Train He's Down At The Old Swimmin' Hole
He'll Fly Till He Finds That Old Gang Of Mine
Then He'll Search For A Tree A Big Tall Oak Tree
Then He'll Look From His Perch At The Old Country Church
I Had A Bird He Flew Away...