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Gordon Bok - Blackbird lyrics
Blackbird, blackbird flying late grease in the pot and ash in the grate they barred the door and they shut the gate they got no place for me - the bottle's empty and my head is sore I don't know where I've been before bar your gate and shut your door the blackbird's flying free Where've I been to, I don't know broken fiddle and crooked bow holes in my boots and I'm walking slow as the last long shadows fall - the boat I sailed lay down in the tide the horse I stole got lame and died and don't need a friend, I don't want a bride the blackbird knows it all What's this song the blackbird hears I sowed my days and reaped my years a basket of sins and a bucket of tears and I can't come in to stay my life's a tale that I don't tell I did my worst and I did it well I'll never get to heaven but I stayed out in hell and still I'm on my way Where am I going to sleep tonight I can't turn left and I won't turn right where the road goes on in the cold moonlight and the lonely blackbird cries - I'm going to sleep in a lonely bed with white and whiter linen spread a cold grey stone at my foot and head and pennies on my eyes I'm going to sleep in a lonely bed with white and whiter linen spread a cold grey stone at my foot and head and pennies on my eyes. |
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