Aretha Franklin — Tiny Sparrow

[Verse 1] Come all you fair and tender maiden Be careful how you love your men They're like the stars on a summer's mornin' First they'll appear and then they're gone [Verse 2] If only I were a tiny sparrow And I had wings and could fly so high I'd fly to my false lover There I'd stay 'til he loved like I [Verse 3] But as I am no tiny sparrow And have no wings so I can't fly Away to love somebody Weep and pass my troubles by Weep and pass my troubles by