Bird up above
See what he′s got
Freedom to fly and the freedom to not
De-dum
That's a fine kind of freedom
Look at him go
Way up above
Look at the crow
He′s as free as the dove
De-dum
That's a sweet sort of freedom
He owns the clear blue
Sitting on his sunbeam
Could be there's one beam there for me
Bird up above
Man up a tree
Don′t have to fly but he′s gotta be free
De-dum
That's a fine kind of freedom
Bird up above
See what he got
Freedom to fly and the freedom to not
De-dum
That′s a fine kind of freedom
Fly where he like
Like where he fly
Don't have to go to the back of the sky
De-dum
That′s a fine kind of freedom
Wake up you glum bird
Help us overcome bird
Freedom has slumbered all too long
Bird up above
Man up a tree
Don't have to fly but he gotta be free
After
Find the thing that he′s after
Free and equilibrium
De-dum
That's a fine kind of freedom
Hey bird
You could show him the way bird
You can show him today bird
Oh yes and de-dum
That's a fine kind of freedom
Writer(s): Martin Charnin, Harold Arlen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
