April - The Mutton Birds

Joey said that you’d been calling

I guess that means we’re through our falling out, April

But don’t begrudge my being wary

Of the hatchet you’d like to bury

I’ve still got the scars, April

April you tied yourself to the railroad track

April you fell into the fire and I pulled you back

I don’t know why I’m trying to reach you

If I caught you it just might teach you

Not to do it again

You made me feel as if I counted

Then you had me stuffed and mounted

I won’t do that again, April

Oh April

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back in April

All the month of May

I’d ask myself, are you OK?

and I would lie

June I put my life together

But I’ve no way of knowing whether I

Can face July

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back

Oh I’d love to be back in April