Hummingbird

Now a hummingbird is a little critter
Wings flutter so fast, they’re always blurred
They’re beautiful, dazzling, sparkling things
And there’s a guitar that’s called a hummingbird
It’s a square-shouldered dreadnought made by Gibson
Mahogany back and sides, the top is spruce
There’s a hummingbird drinking from a trumpet flower
On a pickguard, the color rosé Mateus
A hummingbird, hummingbird
Mm, hummingbird
Make a joyful noise to the Lord (Hallelujah)
That’s from the book of psalms in the holy world (Yes, brother)
I’m joyful playing old time gospel
In the key of G on my hummingbird
Hummingbird, hummingbird
Mm, hummingbird
Now when the roll’s called to beyond
I sure pray my name is heard
And if I pass through the pearly gates (Yeah)
Hope St. Peter will let me bring my hummingbird
Hummingbird (Hummingbird)
Hummingbird (Hummingbird)
Mm, hummingbird
Hummingbird (Hummingbird)
Hummingbird (Hummingbird)
Mm, hummingbird