Sure do sing a pretty song darlin' Pretty music, Lord, and pretty words Like a lark and sweeter than a starlin' But mostly like a mockingbird
Words that leave your mouth all turn to ashes They flutter to the ground like falling snow Make a bed that's soft enough to lie in And your foot steps are makin' no sound as you go
Mockingbird, you just sound like what you said you were Mockingbird, you were the sweetest thing I ever heard
The color of desire is a wretched blue It burns just like the center of a flame It pulls the loosest thread inside your mind It burns everything, but it calls you out by name
Mockingbird, you just sound like what you said you were Mockingbird, you were the sweetest thing I ever heard
The devil stole the wings from a poor angel They grew into the skin upon his back Now half of his heart for me it beats and the other half just repeats The things I'm feeling for my mockingbird My, my, my, my, my mockingbird
Mockingbird, you just sound like what you said you were Mockingbird, you were the sweetest thing I ever heard