[Lyric] Nary (Wolfpen Branch)

[Chorus]
Oh, I wish I was a pretty little bird
In the hills of Kentucky
I'd fly away from this old house
That's made a wreck of me

[Verse 1]
Oh, my mommy and daddy, they left this world
When I was only three
I'll meet them up in Glory Land
In that day of sweet release

[Verse 2]
Well, seasons come and seasons go
Only thing that's free
That's the grace from my dear old Lord
That sanctify me

[Chorus]
Well, I wish I was a pretty little bird
In the hills of Kentucky
I'd fly away from this old house
That's made a wreck of me
[Verse 3]
Whoa, now, nary a girl will enter here
They do, then they won't leave
I'll bury them in that old workhall
Underneath that willer tree

[Verse 4]
Well, I ain't wrong, girl, and you ain't right, now
Do you hear my plea?
I'd rather walk this life alone
Than live on a wounded knee

[Chorus]
Well, I wish I was a pretty little bird
In the hills of Kentucky
I'd fly away from this old house
That's made a wreck of me

[Bridge]
That so?

[Outro]
I'd fly away from this old house
That's made a wreck of me