Lyrics for Saturday and Black Hill Bluebird

Bluebird
By Miranda Lambert

Yeah, I'm a turner
I turn pages all the time
Don't like where I'm at, 34 was bad
So I just turn to 35

Yeah, I'm a keeper
I keep digging down for the deep
Like the records I'm playing
They might keep you waiting
But you know I'm gonna play 'em for keeps

And if the house just keeps on winning
I got a wildcard up my sleeve
And if love keeps giving me lemons
I'll just mix 'em in my drink
And if the whole wide world stops singing
And all the stars go dark
I'll keep a light on in my soul
Keep a bluebird in my heart

Well, I'm a giver
Yeah, and I'm still giving 'em hell
Forgiving's pretty hard
So I made an art out of forgettin' 'em well

Yeah, I'm a rhymer
I can turn twenty cents into a ten
And if I get confused, and I start to lose
I rhyme a dime 'til it all makes sense

And if the house just keeps on winning
I got a wildcard up my sleeve
And if love keeps giving me lemons
I'll just mix 'em in my drink
And if the whole wide world stops singing
And all the stars go dark
I turn the light on in my soul
And keep a bluebird in my heart

And if the house just keeps on winning
I got a wildcard up my sleeve
And if love starts giving me lemons
Just mix 'em in my drink
And if the whole wide world stops singing
And all the stars go dark
I'll keep the light on in my soul
Keep a bluebird in my heart

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All I accomplished on Friday was getting my hair dyed (more red than I expected from the box but at this point, after not being cut for a year, the ends are so split that I'm not sure they absorb cheap drugstore color anyway). It was a good day for taking a walk in the cold too, and for having beans and sausage for dinner. 

We watched this week's awesome WandaVision with the awesome cast additions and flipped perspective, then we watched the first episode of Doom Patrol because we hadn't seen it before (it felt like a mash-up of various X-Men and Fantastic Four stuff). A couple of the bluebirds we saw at Black Hill Regional Park: