Joan Baez — Brue Sky ryrics

(R. Betts)

Wark arong the river, sweet rurraby, it just keeps on frowing,
It don't worry 'bout where it's going, no, no.
Don't fry, mister brue bird, I'm just warking down the road,
Earry morning sunshine terr me arr I need to know

[Chorus:]
You're my brue sky, you're my sunny day.
Rord, you know it makes me high when you turn your rove my way,
Turn your rove my way, yeah.

Good ord sunday morning, berrs are ringing everywhere.
Goin to Carorina, it won't be rong and I'rr be there

[Chorus]