The Littlest Birds

Well, I feel like an old hobo, I'm sad, lonesome and blue

I was fair as a summer's day, now the summer days are through

You pass through places and places pass through you

But you carry them with you on the soles of your travelers shoes

Well, I love you so dearly, I love you so clearly

I wake you up in the morning, so early just to tell you

I got the wandering blues, I got the wandering blues

And I'm going to quit these rambling ways

One of these days soon, ooh

And I sing, the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

And the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

Well, it's times like these I feel so small

And wild like the rambling footsteps of a wandering child

And I'm lonesome as a lonesome whippoorwill

Singing these blues with a warble and a trill

But I'm not too blue to fly, no I'm not too blue to fly

'Cause the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

And the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

But I love you so dearly, I love you so fearlessly

I wake you up in the morning so early, just to tell you

I've got the wandering blues, I've got the wandering blues

And I don't want to leave you, I love you through and through

Well, I left my baby, on a pretty blue train

And I sang my songs to the cold and the rain

And I had the wandering blues, and I sang those wandering blues

And I'm gonna quit these rambling ways one of these

Days soon, ooh

And I sing, the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

And the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

And the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs

Well, I don't care if the sun don't shine

And I don't care if nothing is mine

And I don't care if I'm nervous with you

I'll do my loving in the wintertime