Lissa Schneckenburger: New England fiddler and folk singer

lyrics

Colemanís March Reprise

Words: Lissa S. Music: Traditional

Oh the blackbird is the blackest crow
To ever sail the sky
He lifts his head spreads his wings
Like a shadow flying by

And trouble looking sparkly clean
Comes around the bend
He lifts his head grins a toothy grin
Says ďLord Iím back againĒ

And trouble walks a crooked walk
Heíll tell you heís your friend
But when there comes a time of need
Heíll leave you in the end

Oh the blue bird is a pretty bird
She sings the sweetest song
And when she flies high over-head
You know it wonít be long.

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