He was old as he walked slowly through the park To the bench where he would sleep on after dark He saw a bird high on a tree He said listen carefully So your life would not end in misery Don't fly to high my little bird 'Cause if you try you may get hurt You will burn your wings When you reach for the sun Don't fly to high my little bird Your lonely cry won't be heard You'll be tumbling down to the ground 'Cause proud will have a fall Then the little bird came flying from the tree And he landed softly on the old mans' knee Just a tiny piece of bread, that was all the old man had But he gave it to the little bird and said Don't fly to high my little bird 'Cause if you try you may get hurt You will burn your wings When you reach for the sun Don't fly to high my little bird Your lonely cry won't be heard You'll be tumbling down to the ground 'Cause proud will have a fall Then one morning the old man went to the highway All the cars he tried to stop were passing by So he could not save his friend Who was dying in his hands Because his broken wings would never mend again Don't fly to high my little bird 'Cause if you try you may get hurt You will burn your wings When you reach for the sun Don't fly to high my little bird Your lonely cry won't be heard You'll be tumbling down to the ground 'Cause proud will have a fall