Oh high above the trees and the reeds like rainbows they landed soft as moonglow in greens and reds they fluttered past the windows ah but nobody cared or saw
til the hungry came in crowds with their guns and dozers and soon the peace was over God what were they thinking of?
Oh on and on til dreams come true you know a piece of us all goes with you
Oh the birds went down they fell and they faded to the dozens Til in a Cincinnati Zoo was the last one
Yes all that remained was the last with a name of Martha Very proud, very sad, but very wise
Oh as the lines filed by there were few who cared or could be bothered how could anyone have treated you harder and it was all for a dollar or more
Oh on and on til dreams come true you know a piece of us all goes with you
Oh and surrounded there by some of whom wept around her in a corner of the cage they found her she went as soft as she came so shy til the last song oh the passenger pigeon was gone...