Hear that bird, so high and shrill Sitting on that rail train's windowsill Wind comes cutting across the field To the bone, it gives a chill Willows sway, sounds-a-swish In a magic moment of home you wish It's a dark, dark eve you're walking on Look to the sky and hum a bluesy song The silence is so that your ears seem to ring Sounds of the night are lost in your dreams Ways of your days, they make you so sad Loss of a love has turned your heart bad Long for the fire of home, family, friends Joy and laughter where love begins The road that you're on was all on your feet No use to stop, your thoughts cannot sleep Hear that bird, so high and shrill Sitting on that rail train's windowsill