Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in
Take these broken wings
She's a broken lady, waiting to be mended
Like a potter would mend a broken vase
A broken lady, waiting to be mended
And have what's left of the pieces put back in place
My mamma done told me,
when I was in pig tails,
My mamma done told me, Hon,
a man is a two-face,
he'll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talking's done.
A man is a two-face,
a worrisome thing
who'll leave you to sing,
The blues in the night.
Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker