White Wing

White wing, you're a summertime

White wing, you're a summertime

You can't fly, but you get around

You can't fly, go down

Red wing, you're another kind

You're always runnin' out of time

You know why, you're all broke down

You can't fly, no

Tell me, when the stars are brightly shinin'

Why don't your hair hang on down?

Well, does your daddy mind all night long?

Ooh, lady spring, you're a crooked line

Lady spring, you're a crooked line

Now, you can't fly, might as well lie down

If it won't fly, we'll burn it down

Ooh, white wing, you're a summertime

You ain't no friend of mine

You can't fly, bye-bye, burn it down

You can't fly, no, burn it down

You can't fly, burn it down

If it won't fly, burn it down