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