Fly on down birdy far from the North Pole Meet you in Georgia, trade peaches for snow You've had a hard time birdie, like rocks and like stones But you sing when it's sunny, and you sing when it's cold Sing a song birdy for your body is grace And sing for your mama 'fore she flies away Sing a song birdy, for all of your pain And you can sing a song birdy, for the great golden state And looking now birdy, see how you've grown With eyes from the heavens and iron for bones Raising those brothers like two chicks of your own You've done a good job birdy, you've done better than most Fly around Venice, fly around Rome Sync with the city and never come home Birdy, nobody blames you for flying away Look at you birdy, you carry the stage So come on now birdy through the fury and the fire Fly a little birdy, for your father, he's a liar I'll meet you in the city of the bicycle tyres And you can sing with me birdy on telephone wires