Jerry Reed The Bird (Jerry Reed) Lyrics

Well my throat was dry and it was a-getting late
And I was at this bar on one interstate
When this guy with this bird on his shoulder walked through the door
He proceeded to tell me the wildest thing
He said, "Sir this bird of mine can sing
Like no other bird you have ever heard before!
Well I kinda' looked at the guy and said "Oh really?"
And he turned to the bird and said "Do ole Willie"
When that bird started singing I almost fell to the floor.

'Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I got to take care of me'

Well if that ain't the durndest thing?!
Well I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich making that bird sing
And I could feel this wild idea coming on strong
and besides I'm just sittin' here with two weeks pay
And I'd probably blow it on beer anyway
then he said "Hey, wait 'til you hear him sing like George Jones"

'He stopped lovin' her today,
They placed a wreath upon his door,
Soon they'll carry him away,
He stopped lovin' her today.'

I said, "well that does it sir, yep
I'd like to buy that bird
Would $500.00 take him off your hands?
Well, he thought for a while and he said, "Alright"
He handed me the bird and he said "Goodnight"
he counted my money and out the door he ran
Well, I was thinkin' I'd found the rainbow's end that
the money would soon be pouring in
When suddenly the bird just flew out the door
And was gone
And then it hit me I got boilin' mad
Cause I knew right then that I'd been had
And as he flew off into the night he was singing this song

'On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making money with my friend
And I can't wait to get on the road again.'

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