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BLUEBIRD SYMPHONY
©2012 Gary Bowman

In the hills, Where I was born
The Bluebird’s song would greet each morn
Through the woods, I ran without a care
Nights were short, Days were long    
Filled with bluebird’s merry song
I’d hear their cheerful singing everywhere
A child’s heart, So it seems               
Filled with precious, Hopes and dreams
Listen to that Bluebird Symphony

It came to pass, I fell in love              
As Bluebirds sang from nests above
A girl so sweet, The bees all swarmed around
We spent that summer, In the sun                 
Two young hearts that beat as one
Truer love, Could not be found
Through the weeks, We sang our song          
The days passed by, Our love was strong
Bluebirds sang in four-part harmony

Azure skies have turned to gray,
Cold winds moan
Winter’s chill has come to stay,
And this bird has flown away

I’ve seen fire, and I’ve seen rain                    
Through it all, I can’t complain
Life’s been good, Good as it can be
Still I have those memories
Of bluebirds singing in the trees
And the girl that’s waiting there for me
It comes around, Every spring,
Young hearts leap, The mountains ring
Listen to that bluebird harmony