The movement comes in slow
It's a tune we both should know
But the walls are thin
So we keep our voices low

You're a bird with a pretty mouth
You're a bird with songs to shout
And the same refrain continues to sing out:

'If you love her let her go.'

She sings beautiful and slow
A tune that only caged birds know

So you're in Nashville on the phone
And I'm back here at home
And the words are new
But I recognize the tone

'If you love her let her go.'

She's beautifully composed
A tune that only caged birds know

My love goes free...
My love goes free...
My love goes free...