The Bird - George Jones

I curse the day she bought me that old bird

Squawking, talking, telling everything it ever heard

She never would have known about Big Betty Brown and me

But he fowled up and told her some things you won’t believe

Oh, my woman moved out on me today

And left that old stool pigeon parrot trembling in his cage

I hollered from the front porch and stopped her at the curb

And the last thing I gave her was the bird

Oh, the last thing I gave her was the bird

And she returned the favor with a few selected words

I don’t have to worry now what’s being overheard

'Cause the last thing I gave her was the bird

She sat the cage beside her on the seat

And left two streaks of fire stone smoking on the street

The neighbors ran for cover, they could see she was disturbed

'Cause the last thing I gave her was the bird

Oh, the last thing I gave her was the bird

And she returned the favor with a few selected words

I don’t have to worry now what’s being overheard

'Cause the last thing I gave her was the bird

Oh, the last thing I gave her was the bird

And she returned the favor with a few selected words

I don’t have to worry now what’s being overheard

'Cause the last thing I gave her was the bird

Yes the last thing I gave her was the bird