Winchester Songbird in a golden cage She'd prefer the blue How I crave the liquor of her song. Poor bird who has done no harm What harm could she do ? She shall be my prisoner her life long. My songbird wants her freedom Now don't you think I know ? But I can't find it in myself To let my songbird go I just can't let her go. O Lord, when your jeweler's eye Peers into my soul O Lord, I am overcome with shame. Take me, Lord, and purify Heal me with a word Lord, I beg a gift I dare not claim. My songbird wants her freedom Now don't you think I know ? But I can't find it in myself To let my songbird go I just can't let her go.