I heard a bird singing in a tree
His dead brown eyes were following me
I stoned the bough and he don’t sing now
Sing his song to me
Salt from the earth, sweet from the bees
I bathe in the river and I dry in the breeze
The world doesn’t need my company
So I’ll sing whatever I please
Siskin song I make my own
If I’m gonna live my life alone
Siskin’s gone, but he played his part
Gave to the girl with the broken heart
Singing the Siskin song
I was born to a reckless girl
And a man with money and a place in the world
I was the child with the whispered name
Sing my song of shame
But I’m not scared of the rocks and stones
The dead old leaves the dry old bones
Here in the valley I make my home
And I sing my song alone
Siskin song I make my own
If I’m gonna live my life alone
Siskin’s gone, but he played his part
Gave to the girl with the broken heart
Singing the Siskin song
I heard Siskin singing in a tree
His dead brown eyes were following me
I stoned the bough and he don’t sing now
Sing his song to me
Cause I was born in a watchful town
They speak my name, their eyes cast down
They don’t sing songs when I pass by
And they won’t cry the day I die.
Siskin song I make my own
If I’m gonna live my life alone
Siskin’s gone, but he played his part
Gave to the girl with the broken heart
Singing the Siskin song