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SEVEN BIRDS song lyrics/Words by Joel Sattler
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SEVEN BIRDS song lyrics/Words by Joel Sattler


Seven birds sit on a wire

Seven worms squirm in a cage

One by one they meet and captured

Boiled in a stew of onion rain


Surprise a bird and they'll be others

Waiting in the wings for days

A wedding is a ring by numbers

Steady steady don't you rage


Whisper all the time why doncha

Never see another page

Close your head I think you're tired

Thank you buddy just the same


Eagles wailing in the mountains

Where the sage incense the wind

Smelling fire five coyotes

Sing a dirge and sing again


When the simplest bird the crow

Can no longer bear suspense

Hear him calling out in wonder

Seven birds sit on a fence

 


 


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SEVEN BIRDS song lyrics 2nd version
by Joel Sattler

thought I saw seven birds
as the sky was turning red
thought I saw seven birds
in the morning so I said

thought I saw seven birds
sailing on the wing
thought I saw seven birds
thought I heard them sing

Seven birds sit on a wire
Seven worms squirm in a cage
One by one they meet and captured
Boiled in a stew of onion rain

Surprise a bird and they'll be others
Waiting in the wings for days
A wedding is a ring by numbers
Steady steady don't you rage

thought I saw seven birds
as the sky was turning red
thought I saw seven birds
in the morning so I said

thought I saw seven birds
sailing on the wing
thought I saw seven birds
thought I heard them sing

Whisper all the time why doncha
Never see another page
Close your head I think you're tired
Thank you buddy just the same

Eagles wailing in the mountains
Where the sage incense the wind
Smelling fire five coyotes
Sing a dirge and sing again

thought I saw seven birds
as the sky was turning red
thought I saw seven birds
in the morning so I said

thought I saw seven birds
sailing on the wing
thought I saw seven birds
thought I heard them sing

When the simplest bird the crow
Can no longer bear suspense
Hear him calling out in wonder
Seven birds sit on a fence

thought I saw seven birds
as the sky was turning red
thought I saw seven birds
in the morning so I said

thought I saw seven birds
sailing on the wing
thought I saw seven birds
thought I heard them sing


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