Joan Baez — Glad Bluebird of Happiness

I was walking down the road, not caring much where I was going A heavy pack upon my back, my worldly goods within a sack of loneliness When fluttered by this bird of blue, he said, "I'll tell you what I'll do Since you seem to be so sad, I will try and be your glad.. Bluebird of happiness." And he goes flying out over the ocean blue Bound for places I'm not known to I decided to follow him, my thoughts have faded dim since then Blown foggy by the wind a paced, as from shore to shore we race Move from place to place The moon is hot, the stars are cold. I've been there, that's how I know I've touched the desert sunset's coat Tasted of the melted snows of Kilimanjaro And he goes flying out over the ocean blue Bound for places I'm not known to I'll follow that bird until he dies and when he does then so will I I know I'll never be the same, LiFe for me is bound to change When death ends the chase I'll lift his body from the sea, pat him dry in a tradewind breeze Find some merry christmas hues, wrap him up and give him to you My bluebird of happiness And he goes flying out over the ocean blue Bound for places I'm not known to