High with the Birds

[Verse] Sun's coming up, and the rooster's callin', In the mornin' light, I'm slowly crawlin'. Grab my guitar, head for the old pine tree, Just me and the birds, feelin' wild and free. [Verse 2] Crickets and sparrows, they sing their tunes, While the sky turns brighter, I hum along too. Roll me a smoke, let the spirit fly, With the wind at my back, I’m aiming high. [Chorus] High with the birds, up in the trees, Drifting away on a country breeze. Simple life, where troubles are few, Just me and the sky, birds and the blue. [Verse 3] Whiskey in a mason jar, by my side, Sure as the sunrise, I take it in stride. Life moves slow, but my heart's beating fast, Moments like this, I want them to last. [Bridge] Ain't no worries ‘bout the bills or the news, Just the chirp of the chickadees and my favorite blues. Under this canopy of green now turned gold, I’ve found more joy than any story ever told. [Verse 4] Afternoon shadows begin their dance, While I lose track of time, caught in a trance. The cardinals and jays, they don't judge a man, In their sweet serenade, I find out who I am.