(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): I sit in my cell and I stare at the floor The walls, the ceiling, the bars on the door
(Highwaymen): And at times he can hear far away, far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday A bird that he found unable to fly Alone in the cold almost ready to die
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): I'm a man who once killed A man who must dwell for the rest of my life All alone in this cell
(Highwaymen): A poor little bird he took back to his cell And held it and nourished it until it was well
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): For the rest of my life there'll be six iron bars Six iron bars between me and the stars
(Highwaymen): But the poor little bird didn't know it could fly And much too afraid, too fearful to try Then the bird grew strength from a man who was strong And soon spread it's wings and it burst into song
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): I sit in my cell & I stare at the floor The walls, the celing and the bars on the door
(Highwaymen): And at times he can hear far away far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday And at times he can hear far away far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday
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(Highwaymen): And at times he can hear far away, far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday A bird that he found unable to fly Alone in the cold almost ready to die
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): I'm a man who once killed A man who must dwell for the rest of my life All alone in this cell
(Highwaymen): A poor little bird he took back to his cell And held it and nourished it until it was well
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): For the rest of my life there'll be six iron bars Six iron bars between me and the stars
(Highwaymen): But the poor little bird didn't know it could fly And much too afraid, too fearful to try Then the bird grew strength from a man who was strong And soon spread it's wings and it burst into song
(Narrative by Burt Lancaster): I sit in my cell & I stare at the floor The walls, the celing and the bars on the door
(Highwaymen): And at times he can hear far away far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday And at times he can hear far away far away The song from a bird from an old yesterday
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