All my traveling days are done
so lay me down to sleep
This bird's only song is sung
All my traveling days are done
All my rambling ways are through
Cut deep within a mix with Gin
I've hurt none too few
All my rambling ways are through
This bird has flown
and this bird has traveled every road it knows
Don't treat me like the brush fire
burning through the pasture
The spring will come
the rain will fall
and summer will follow after
All my crying days are gone
the tears I've cried for love that's died
have hurt me for too long
All my crying days are gone
This boy is sweet
and this boy has shown me everything I need
Don't treat him like the brush fire
Burning through the pasture
The spring will come
the rain will fall
and summer will follow after