Miss Mary Mack Introduces Her Wings

My name      is      Miss Mary      Mack      Mack      Mack

     you sing it      my name

I turned into a bluebird last summer, I flew

through all the south. My wings are blue
and I touch the sky.

At first, I decided I was never coming back.

I took off my black
                              housedress. I knew freedom

was not the act of flying