Mama, I’m feeling like six foot under
The song bird’s flown away
Now all I hear is thunder

Stayed up till the sun came round again
Sang the bluest songs that I can play
Opened up a bottle, turned it upside down
But it didn’t help to wash it all away

Trying to hang on to what you told me
When you'd hold me close and say
Home is in the arms of change
Every blue sky knows a gray
Sun’s the one that makes the rain

Mama, fate has finally spoken
She said I’ve gotta find my own way home
And I don’t think she’s jokin’

Headed down a new road for a change
Left behind the old and in the way
But all the same old same old is still the same
And I’m right back where I started from again

Still trying to hang on to what you told me
It’s harder to believe than say
Home is in the arms of change
Every blue sky knows a gray
Sun’s the one that makes the rain

Gone gone gone gone gone
When's the little song bird ever gonna return
Gone gone gone gone gone
When's the little song bird ever gonna return