Where Do My Bluebird Fly

Oh, well I knew you shook the set-up
 baby, of all the leaves up in the ground
 And I know our song is over and
 heavy as I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh
 With all this fever in my mind, I could drown in your kerosene eyes
 Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
 Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
 And as the early sign of dawn of thunder I see you stir the fog around
 And when you find the boys and gears of
 sunset we'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh
 And I will question every wind if
 they gone through the glow of your eyes
 Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
 Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?
 Oh, well I know you soak your
 feathers baby upon the ghosts along my trail
 And I know well I was sole and
 buried before I knew it was for sale, oh
 With all this fever in my mind I could aim for your kerosene eyes
 Oh, you're just a target in the sky
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?
 I say where do my bluebirds fly?