Rare Birds - Chris Robinson Brotherhood

I think she said, «My name is Pearl»

And like a dance, I was in a whirl

Next thing I remember, were roses on the bed

We made love and both did agree

We were pleasant company

What’s good for the body is good for your head

She said

Easy as paradise

We were there with no look twice

Tendin' to our garden

And playin' in the sun

Rock 'n' roll, Saturday nights

Hangovers and airplane flights

It must be a custom job

'Cause it sho' feels nice

For sure, you’re a rare bird baby

Perched in my tree (High in my tree)

One thing I know for certain is you got to be free

Witchcraft and dungarees

All too real and make believe

Dirt hippie feet

In the house of tangerine

The pilgrims walk, the midnight talks

The evil eye, the holy cloth

Turquoise lapis and aquamarine

For sure, you’re a rare bird baby

Perched in my tree (High in my tree)

One thing I know for certain is you got to be free

Hidden charms, false alarms

Down in the basement with the red light on

Stash away a little

In case some folks drop by

Dreamin' of the horse’s hoofs

Never bad, only good

Never sad, only blue as it comes with time

For sure, you’re a rare bird baby

Perched in my tree (High in my tree)

One thing I know for certain is you got to be free

For sure, you’re a rare bird baby (For sure)

Perched in my tree (High in my tree)

One thing I know for certain (One thing) is you got to be free