Little red bird under a chair
Waiting for the crumbs to fall
“Daddy said, ‘Get a job’
But, don’t you see, daddy, how good I am at catching crumbs?”
Guns and gods and little red birds
Guns and gods and little red birds
General Custer, it’s said
Overestimated his abilities to win
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Sitting Bull turned the table on him
A comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost
Little red bird
Guns and gods and little red birds
Guns and gods and little red birds
A comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost
Comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost
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Guns and gods and little red birds
Guns and gods and little red birds
Comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost
If there was a place hidden in the stars
Reflected on heaven’s graces
If God had an honest face
A troubled expression would be watching the human race
Little red bird
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