(Dolly Parton)      A broken heart like a broken wing   It must have its time to mend   I am like a crippled bird   In hopes one day to fly again.      I loved you so and I was faithful   I cared more than words could say   But love is cruel and life is hateful   Now you’ve gone and flown away.      Chorus:    Oh, to die, ‘Twould be a pleasure   Slow to heal, but quick to cry   Fragile as a sparrow’s feather   Crippled bird too blue to fly.      Oh, the loss is cold and shameful   And the grief so deep and sharp   There is nothing quite as painful   As a true blue broken heart.      Chorus:    Oh, to die, ‘Twould be a pleasure   Slow to heal, but quick to cry   Fragile as a sparrow’s feather   Crippled bird too blue to fly.      Fragile as a sparrow’s feather    Crippled bird too blue to fly...