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Intro  C   F   C   G   C

C
I saw a suicidal pigeon standin’ in the middle of the street
F
Playin’ chicken with the traffic each time the light turned green.
C                                                                        G
So I hollered out to him, "Hey man whatcha tryin’ to prove?"  He said, "nuthin’ “.
C
So I sat down on the curb and opened up my sack 
F                                             C                           G                             
And I offered him the bun off of my Big Mac; after all they do come with three.
           G                                        
He said, “No thanks man, I’m allergic to sesame seeds”.
   C                                  
Well I knew I was gonna have to act fast 
        F
If I wanted to save that bird and make that conversation last.
  C
The writing was on the wall, soon rush hour would begin.
 G                                                                          C
And that would spell disaster for my little feathered friend so I joined him.
                     C
That’s right I walked out in the middle of that street 
         F
And I sat down next to that pigeon on the warm concrete.
  C
It was a very dangerous move, but I didn’t care
   G
I was on a mission to save a brother in despair.
        C
I said, "You’ve had a rough life I guess" 
            F
He said, “Whatta you think, I’m a pigeon dumbass”.
                C
He said, “ My life is cursed; I don’t even have a nest 
      G                                                         C
And everywhere I go I leave behind a mess”. Then he told me a story.

F-G-C-F-C-G-C

  C
“You know what it’s like to be a pigeon?”, he asked.
 F
Well I really never thought about it, but I guess it’s pretty bad.
  C
He said, “We’re at the bottom of the food chain as far as birds go,
            G
And I’ve forgotten more about ugly than you’ll probably ever know.
  C
People don’t take us seriously and I don’t know the reason.
         F
I mean when’s the last time you heard “hey man, it’s opening day of pigeon 

season“?
  C
And you never see a pigeon on a stamp or a dollar bill.
  G
Or on a flag or with an olive branch or some symbol of good will.”
C
I said, “Yeah you got a point”.
           C
He said, “When I was younger, I fell in love with this chick.
  F
She was graceful and easy to look at and had a wingspan that wouldn’t quit.
  C                                                    G
When I first met her I tried to pawn myself off as a dove.
  G
But eventually Mother Nature robbed me of my first love.
 C
You see I started puttin’ on the weight then my feathers changed colors
  F
And almost overnight I developed this foul smellin’ odor.
  C
I knew it was only a matter of time before she lost interest.
  G                                     C
So I bade farewell to my fair weather princess”.

F  G   C   F  C  G   C

  C
He said, “Ya know, a pigeon’s life is no walk in the park
  F
You never feel at home no matter where you are”.
   C
I said, “I know the feeling; it’s hard to fit in”.
   G                                                                       
He said, “So whatta you do for a living?”, I said, “I’m a musician”.
      C
He said, “Man I thought I had it bad”.
   C
Then I began to tell him my story and how I understood 
    F
About being looked down on by everyone in the neighborhood.
C
But I no sooner started talking and that little bird flew away.
G
Well I’ve lost the attention of bigger crowds so I really can’t complain.
C
But I’d like to think in some small way I played a hand
F
In helpin’ that pigeon get back on his feet again.
C
Sometimes all it takes is a sympathetic ear.
G
And sometimes it just takes a story your willing to share.
C
You know I learned a lesson form that bird and I think you’ll agree.
F
That there’s always someone out there that’s got it worse off than me.
C
When life’s got me down and I feel like quittin’,
G
I can’t help but remember this story of the suicidal pigeon.

 F                               G    C           F
So spread your wings and fly, don’t be afraid to try.
C                         G
Pick yourself up when you fall.
           F              G          C                F
Throw out everything you know, just make it up as you go.
  C                       G         F        C
There’s a little imagination in us all. 

            
            
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