> My bluebird, bluebird, please take this letter down south for me
Now, bluebird, bluebird, please take this letter down south for me
Now you can tell my baby, I'm up here in St. Louis, oh, but I'm just as blue as I can be
Now, bluebird, when you get to Jackson, I want you to fly down on Shannon Street
Now, bluebird when you get to Jackson, I want you to fly down on Shannon Street
Well, but I don't want you to stop flyin', until you find Miss Lacey Belle, for me
Now bluebird, when you find Miss Lacey Belle, I want you to please give her my best regard
Now bluebird, when you find Miss Lacey Belle, oh, give her my best regard
Well, that you can tell her I'm up here in St. Louis but these times is awful doggone hard
Now bluebird, she may not be at home but please, knock on her door
Now bluebird, she may not be at home but please knock on her door
Well , but she might be right across the street, visitin' her next door neighbor, you know
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Written By JOHN LEE WILLIAMSON
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