there s a songbird nesting in the head of a scarecrow low and free woe is me now i m happy as a bluebird in a bottle tree baby you make me baby you make me you make me baby you make me nature knows i m prone to over analyzing the roses que est ce que c est c est la vie there s just something about your loving let the bumble be baby you make me baby you make me you make me baby you make me an escapee the most to me was rusted shut and love left for dead bolted you jiggle with the key there s a red door standing in a halo of kudzu what to do with the mystery just gon cakewalk on through it to the jubilee baby you make me baby you make me you make me baby you made me an escapee when most of me was rusted shut and love left for dead bolted you jiggle with a key no more songbirds nesting in the head of scarecrow we re free woe is me now i m happy as a bluebird in a bottle tree baby you make me baby you make me you make me baby you make me
['alternative country', 'anti-folk', 'memphis indie', 'new americana', 'roots rock']