G
Well my throat was dry and it was gettin' late
C
I was at this bar on the interstate
D
When a guy with this bird on his shoulder
G
Walked through the door
G
He proceeded to tell me the wildest thing
C
He said, "Sir, this bird of mine can sing
D G
Like no other bird you have ever heard before"
G
Well I kinda looked at the guy and said "Oh really?"
C
He turned to the bird and said "Do ole Willie"
D G
When the bird started singing I almost fell on the floor
G C
Whiskey River take my mind
G
Don't let her memory torture me
D
Whiskey River don't run dry
G
You're all I've got take care of me
Well If that ain't the durndest thing
Well I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich makin' that bird sing
And I could feel this wild beer coming on strong
And besides, I'm sittin' here with two weeks pay
And I'd probably blow it on beer anyway
Then he said "Hey wait'll you hear him sing like George Jones"
G
He stopped loving her today
C
They placed a wreath upon his door
D
And soon they'll carry him away
G
He stopped loving her today
I said "Well that does it sir
Yep, I'd like to buy that bird,
Would $500 take him off your hands?"
Well he thought for a while and he said "Alright"
And handed me the bird and said "Goodnight"
He counted my money and out the door he ran
Well I was thinkin' I'd found the rainbow's end
That the money would soon be pouring in
When suddenly the bird flew out the door and was gone
Well then it hit me, I got boiling mad
I knew right then that I'd been had
And as he flew out into the night
He was singing this song
E
On the road again
G#
Just can't wait to get on the road again
F#m
The life I love is making money with my friend
A B E
And I can't wait to get on the road again
E
On the road again
G#
Just can't wait to get on the road again
F#m
The life I love is making money with my friend
A B E
And I can't wait to get on the road again
Somebody stop that bird
My bird
My $500
Somebody get me a BB Gun
I Want that bird
This is for the birds