The Birds Start Talking English

Meet me high up on the hillside

Bring a matchbook and your pocketknife

And we'll stay here

'til the birds start talking english

And we sing their songs



Nothing could go wrong

The prairie fires light up the dark

The power lines give up a spark

And the rattlesnakes

Will rattle in time

To the sound of my guitar



Meet me high up on the hillside

Bring a matchbook and your pocketknife

And we'll stay here

'til the birds start talking English