Hiss Golden Messenger - As the Crow Flies lyrics

Vicksburg Plaquemine Issaquena, Rosedale, True Vine 21 years As the crow flies Watching the wheels roll backwards Lucinda in the evening Long-legged girl with a country way of speaking Red apple moon Oh, river, I'm gone - hey Pull the needle and thread Sing little bird Sing for high summer Don't get down You're nothing but a number Woodstock Storm King West Saugerties in the pouring rain Rider Waite - low card Walt Whitman Bridge, daylight be thy name Rented rooms Little shinbone child - was that you? Blue horizon - late again West Lafayette, babe And tomorrow's a dream Sing little bird Sing for high summer Don't get down You're nothing but a number