(Butch Hancock)

If You Were A Bluebird You'd Be A Sad One
I'd Give You A True Word
But You've Already Had One
If You Were A Bluebird,
You'd Be Crying
You'd Be Flying Home
If You Were A Raindrop,
You'd Shine Like A Rainbow
And If You Were A Train Stop,
The Conductor Would Sing Low
If You Were A Raindrop,
You'd Be Falling
You'd Be Calling Home

If You Were A Hotel
Honey, You'd Be A Grand One
But, If You Hit A Slow Spell,
Do You Think You Could Stand One
If You Were A Hotel,
Well I'd Lean On Your Doorbell
I'd Call You My Home
If I Was A Highway,
I'd Stretch Alongside You
I'd Help You Pass By Ways
That Had Dissatisfied You
If I Was A Highway,
Well I'd Be Stretchin'
I'd Be Fetchin' You Home