Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Where were you when the plane went down?
When the president was born, when they founded this town
She was standing out back, she could hardly hear the band
My bird of freedom with a gun in her hand
Have you seen the parade in her eye?
Hungry and hot like the Fourth of July
What is it about her that you don't understand?
My bird of freedom with a gun in her hand
My bird of freedom with a gun in her hand
Don't look back now, guys, as she waves and she gets small
With those sweet wings that beat, those sweet wings at night
It ain't no choice at all
Are you cool and dry? Are you keeping warm?
Shadowboxing this thunderstorm
Write me and tell me where we fit in what is planned
My bird of freedom with a gun in her hand
My bird of freedom with a gun in her hand
Bird of Freedom was written by Tift Merritt.
Bird of Freedom was produced by Ethan Johns.