The sun was sinking
It was do or die.
I saw a blackbird spreading
Its wings to fly.
I tried to warn it
I got no reply.
It melted its wings
In that Copper-Lined Sky.

CHORUS:
In that Copper-Lined Sky.
In that Copper-Lined Sky.
In that Copper-Lined Sky.
In that Copper-Lined Sky.

If the Lord has mercy
It's in short supply.
My well-laid plans
Have all  gone awry.
I tried to tell her.
That the well went dry. 
But she was shaking her fist.
At the Copper-Lined Sky.

CHORUS

I saw a preacher praying
I stopped and asked him why.
He said this ain't no prayer
It's just my long goodbye.
I tried to calm him
He shrugged and gave a sigh.
He started cutting a hole.
In that Copper-Lined Sky.

CHORUS

All these fiery embers
Keep shooting by.
Racing down the canyons
They quickly multiply.
Come the morning
They'll be cool and dry.
It all went up in smoke.
To that Copper-Lined Sky.

CHORUS

 Copyright 1995 Fred Grittner