There was a house halfway round the world,
and I was invited in for a small taste of gin.
There was a hallway thousand birds long,
but the biggest one of all was in a-
cage too small.

I asked the caretaker cause he owes the maker.
Looked at me and laughed,
took another sip from his glass and said:
“Open up your ears and heart.
“You put a big bird in a small cage it’ll sing you a song.”

That we all love to sing along,
to the sound of the bird that longs (mourns).

Well we rolled into town, into sweet New Orleans,
to the Apple Bell bar; it was a hole in the wall.
The ceilings weren’t tall, the floors were the ground,
but the sounds you were making just warm your hearts.

Well it was quarter to twelve when the boys walked in.
They put their black suits on and the songs would begin.
You open up your ears and hearts;
you put a big bird in a small cage it’ll sing you a song.

That we all love to sing along,
to the sound of the bird that longs (mourns).

(To the sound of the bird that longs (mourns).) x3
(You put a big bird in a small cage it’ll sing you a song.) x4

btw great review.