Gliding, soaring on the wind
Over where the grasses grow
Bird alone with no mate
Flying way up there so high
You're a sight of glory
You're a sight of glory
Swingin' low, then out of sight
Over where the grasses grow
Turning corners tempting fate
Soaring over troubled grounds
Gliding, soaring on the wind
Wonder what's your story
Wonder what's your story
Swingin' low, then out of sight
Bird alone, flying low
Are you on your way somewhere?
Flying circles in the air
Sending mournful soulful sounds
Bird alone, flying low
You'll be singing in the night
Flying way up there so high