| Lyrics: | PRETTY LITTLE BIRD
If I was a pretty little bird,
I would never build my nest on the
ground;
I would build my nest in the highest oak tree*
Where the wild boys couldn't tear
it down.
cho: Take me home, boys, tonight, take me home
Take me home, boys,
tonight, take me home
Take me home, boys, tonight, for my head is gettin' light
Take me home, boys, tonight, take me home
If I was a little honey-bee
All out
through the fields I would roam;
I would steal one kiss from my true-love's lips
To
sweeten the honey in the comb.
If I was a pretty little star
A-smiling down on the
world,
I would shine my light on my true-love bright
And play on her beautiful
curls.
I'm as free a little bird as I can be
I'm as free a little bird as I can
be
Sittin' on the roadside, mournin' all my days
For nobody cares for me.
*or,
I would build my nest in my true love's breast
alternative chorus:
Take me
home, little bird, take me home.
Take me home, little bird, take me home.
Take
me home to my mother, she is sweeter than the other
Take me home, little bird, take me
home.
From Folk Songs of the Blue Ridge Mountains, Shellans
Collected from Ruby
Vass, 1959
Note: There may be an Appalachian banjo picker that doesn't sing
this
one, but I've never met him. RG
Recorded by Cousin Emmy
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