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The Death Bird
JH (05-30-1950 / Tennessee)

The Death Bird

friends found in an old photo albam
so young, full of life, i remember
when the death bird sang, calling sorrow
calling your name

Uncle Dave was a war hero, got lots metals
for barvery, and saving a bunch of men
then the death bird sang, took him home
calling his name

My brother in law, just turned 21
bought a new car, enjoyed his job
working with doctors in the operating room
when the death bird sang

im sitting here thinking that, since your gone
i wish to hear that death bird sing

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