If I Could Be As Good As You

If I could be as good as you I’d be called St. Francis And live in a gutter too I’d give all my charity, To the city zoo And, fall in love with you! But I’m not as good Or given to free-living as you! So what am I supposed to do…? When I’m a homing bird Who needs a roost? To protect my grain Against; the rain… So what am I supposed to do…? Cause I’m still, in love with you But you’re like a stone in my shoe Because you’re too Good to be alone. Oh if I could be as good as you I’d live like a Cheyenne Indian And go save animal souls with you I’d be called Swan And sing a swansong with you But I’m not as good Or given to free-living as you! So what am I supposed to do…? But go back and live in that city zoo Without you Cause I’m not as good As you!