BROWN BIRD
No thunder, no lightning
We can barely call it rain
Just a brown bird singing
No reason to complain
I did the laundry
You shrunk my sweater sleeves
That brown bird was singing
From our driveway full of leaves
Hundreds of things in this crazy world
Break the heart of this city girl
And that little brown bird singing like she's praying
Might not be much, but I wouldn't trade it
I wouldn't trade it
I found your love note while you were out with friends
That brown bird was singing, that little winter wren
I woke for a minute when you lay down last night
That brown bird was out there while we snuggled up tight
Hundreds of things in this crazy world
Break the heart of this city girl
And that little brown bird singing like she's praying
Might not be much, but I wouldn't trade it
I wouldn't trade it
I steal the pillows, you steal the covers
That brown bird's out there while we're wakin' one another
I make the coffee just a little too strong
That brown bird keeps coming back every time I think she's gone
Hundreds of things in this crazy world
Break the heart of this city girl
And that little brown bird singing like she's praying
Might not be much, but I wouldn't trade it
I wouldn't trade it