Swallows Lyrics

Well I decided early on
If there's swallows in my barn
If there's swallows in my house
I wouldn't flush them out

Well one swallow in my hand
Is worth two swallows in my hand
And all the swallows in my heart
Across the corn and cotton beds

I don't know
Where they're coming from
Or where they go
When evening slows
If every bird
Malathion hold out
Hitchcock's word
The force of nature as perverse

And now I wouldn't give a damn
If every swallow in this land
And every bird in the world aroud
Would die and hit the ground