Songwriters: Cohen, Leonard;    Like a bird on the wire  Like a drunk in a midnight choir  I have tried in my way to be free    Like a worm on a hook  Like a knight from some old fashioned book  I have saved all my ribbons for thee    If I, if I have been unkind  I hope that you can just let it go by  If I, if I have been untrue  I hope you know it was never to you    Oh, like a baby, stillborn  Like a beast with his horn  I have torn everyone who reached out for me    But I swear by this song  And by all that I have done wrong  I will make it all up to thee    I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch  He said to me, "You must not ask for so much"  And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door  She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"    Oh, like a bird on the wire  Like a drunk in a midnight choir  I have tried in my way to be free      © LEONARD COHEN STRANGER MUSIC INC;    these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta