G                                            D
The early bird he slips away
                                                    G
And he lives to fly another day
G                                                    D
He only serves to point the way
                                                                G
That you should or should not return
G                                                    D
Two simple birds that never stray
D
When the lights go out on us
D                                                            Em
Just before when we we're found

Em          A     Em         A      Em
Will not rush it, will enjoy it
Em            A    Em           A       Em
Will not touch it, will rejoice it


The early bird he knows his place
And he'll stay all day there if he has to
He never hides or runs away
When the voices crowd on his
Cry so loud that you will die

Will not rush it, will enjoy it
Will not touch it, will rejoice it

(Em, A, Em, A for the rest of the song)

Where did this come from
How long has this been going on
Where is it from

I feel my wheels are turning
I see the sky falling on every face
Telling us now that we ought to stay

I feel my wheels are turning
I see the open road before us stretch
Leading us somewhere past the hour