Street Stories
de James Arthur Ferguson
One rainy day in December
The sky was cloudy and gray
I said farewell to the city of stone
They say there lies a land
Where people sing this way
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere
I stole away in a sail-boat
The wind blew heavy all night
The twister break off was very strong
I seemed to hear the sound of a far away voice
It singing
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A lonely tropical island
A paradise in the sun
As I was taking a breath of fresh air
Two thousand motor cars and the sound of a telephone
It ringing
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere
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