(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)



One green april mornin', when i was a young boy

I lay by the window, a-watchin' the rain

And i wondered if ever the sun would come shinin'

So i could go somewhere to play



Then down from the sky flew a little brown sparrow

And he lit on the branch of an old willow tree

And he sit there, watchin', as i lay wond'rin'

Just the little brown sparrow and me



On a green april mornin', when i was a young boy

And little brown sparrows were free



Then he looked in my window and he spied his reflection

There was the willow, there was the sky

And he wondered if ever the sun would come shinin'

And which was the way for the sparrow to fly



Well, he spread out his wings and he flew to the window

Fast as the wind, sure as could be

But the sky in the window was only a wishin'

For the little brown sparrow and me



On a green april mornin', when i was a young boy

And little brown sparrows were free



So there by the window, the sparrow had fallen

He died on the ground in the cold april rain

And i wondered if ever the sun would come shinin'

And someone could only explain



Then i laid there and saw the wind blow through the willow

And cover him over with yesterday's leaves

And there in the rain, i cried for a sparrow

For a little brown sparrow and me



On a green april mornin', when i was a young boy

And little brown sparrows were free

On a green april mornin', when life was a window

For a little brown sparrow and me