Bird on the Wire (Tour of 1979)

Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in some old midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a monk bending over the book It was the shape, the shape of our love, twisted me If I have been unkind I hope you can just let it go right on by If I have been untrue It's just that I thought a lover had to be some kind of liar too [guitar solo] Like a baby stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear, I swear by this song I swear by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee I saw a beggar He was standing there on his wooden crutch Cries out to me "You must learn not to ask for so much" Another pretty woman Yeah, waiting there in her darkened door She cries out to me "Why not ask for just a little bit more" Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in some old midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free