Hummingbird - Ray Wylie Hubbard, Peter Rowan

Now a hummingbird is a little critter

Wings flutter so fast, they’re always blurred

They’re beautiful, dazzling, sparkling things

And there’s a guitar that’s called a hummingbird

It’s a square-shouldered dreadnought made by Gibson

Mahogany back and sides, the top is spruce

There’s a hummingbird drinking from a trumpet flower

On a pickguard, the color rosé Mateus

A hummingbird, hummingbird

Mm, hummingbird

Make a joyful noise to the Lord (Hallelujah)

That’s from the book of psalms in the holy world (Yes, brother)

I’m joyful playing old time gospel

In the key of G on my hummingbird

Hummingbird, hummingbird

Mm, hummingbird

Now when the roll’s called to beyond

I sure pray my name is heard

And if I pass through the pearly gates (Yeah)

Hope St. Peter will let me bring my hummingbird

Hummingbird (Hummingbird)

Hummingbird (Hummingbird)

Mm, hummingbird

Hummingbird (Hummingbird)

Hummingbird (Hummingbird)

Mm, hummingbird