Red Crosbill
(Dean Edwards)

Once two birders clem' ol' Rocky Top,
Looking for a Red Crossbill.
They never did find that crossbill,
Reckon that they never will.

Firs don't grow no more on Rocky Top.
Rain's to acidic by far.
Guess that's why all them crossbills
Have already flown afar.

Red Crossbill you'll always be
A nemesis bird for me.
Dern ol' crossbill,  (TOOP!)
Why are you hidin' from me?