Lyrics:

(Butch Hancock)

if You Were A Bluebird Youd Be A Sad One
id Give You A True Word
but Youve Already Had One
if You Were A Bluebird,
youd Be Crying
youd Be Flying Home
if You Were A Raindrop,
youd Shine Like A Rainbow
and If You Were A Train Stop,
the Conductor Would Sing Low
if You Were A Raindrop,
youd Be Falling
youd Be Calling Home


if You Were A Hotel
honey, Youd Be A Grand One
but, If You Hit A Slow Spell,
do You Think You Could Stand One
if You Were A Hotel,
well Id Lean On Your Doorbell
id Call You My Home
if I Was A Highway,
id Stretch Alongside You
id Help You Pass By Ways
that Had Dissatisfied You
if I Was A Highway,
well Id Be Stretchin
id Be Fetchin You Home