Dave Matthews - Little Red Bird lyrics

Little red bird under a chair Waiting for the crumbs to fall "Daddy said, 'Get a job' But, don't you see, daddy, how good I am at catching crumbs?" Guns and gods and little red birds Guns and gods and little red birds General Custer, it's said Overestimated his abilities to win Sitting Bull turned the table on him A comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost Little red bird Guns and gods and little red birds Guns and gods and little red birds A comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost Comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost Guns and gods and little red birds Guns and gods and little red birds Comfort to count the battles won after the war is lost If there was a place hidden in the stars Reflected on heaven's graces If God had an honest face A troubled expression would be watching the human race Little red bird