House Wren歌词

I’m a house wren Hunting for a house I haven’t found one I’m on the lookout
For a home to call my own A private residence Through the grapevine
I heard an empty gourd
Is hanging up somewhere On some old lady’s porch
I’ll pack my bags and off I’ll go To my new humble abode
I’m gonna sing
At the top of my lungs Cuz it’s a beautiful day
I’m gonna spread my wings Cuz as far as I know
I am halfway home
I'm a house wren
Who needs a summer home A country farmhouse or
A quiet bungalow
Not too big, not too small First-rate real estate
I got my eyes peeled For a window box
An old tin can, a boot Or a flower pot
I’ll pack my bags and off I’ll go To my new humble abode
I’m gonna sing
At the top of my lungs Cuz it’s a beautiful day
I’m gonna spread my wings Cuz as far as I know
I am halfway home
I’m a house wren
Still hunting for a house But I got a song and
A lot to sing about
I’ll pack my bags and off I’ll go Because, you know
I’m gonna sing
At the top of my lungs Cuz it’s a beautiful day
I’m gonna spread my wings I’m on top of the world
And it’s a beautiful thing I’m gonna sing
At the top of my lungs Cuz it’s a beautiful day
I’m gonna spread my wings Cuz as far as I know
I am halfway home I am halfway home I am halfway home