Jolie Holland - Pint Of Blood Little Birds

Lyrics

Oh, I feel like an old hobo-
I'm sad, lonesome and blue
I was fair as a Summers Day
Now the summer days are through
You pass through places
And places pass through you
But you carry them with you
On the soles of your travelin shoes
I love you so dearly- I love you so clearly
I wake you up in the morning so early
Just to tell you, I've got the wandering blues
I've got the wandering blues
& I'm going to quit these rambling ways
one of these days
It's times like these that I feel so small and wild
Like I could disappear and never be found
And I'm lonesome as a lonesome whippoorwill
Singing these blues- with a warble & a trill
But I'm not too blue to fly- No I'm not too blue to fly
Cause the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs
I love you so dearly- Move you so fearlessly
I wake you up in the morning so early
Just to tell you I've got the wandering blues
& I don't want to leave you
I love you through and through
But I left my baby on a pretty blue train
I sang my songs to the cold & the rain
& I had those wandering blues-
& I sang those wandering blues
& I'm gonna quit these rambling ways
one of these days- and I sing
The littlest birds sing the prettiest of songs