The Blackbird
Ah, the blackbird,
she flies wherever she wants to
The mornin' bird's singin',
oh, any old song
And the swallows she's nesting
in the rafters of my house
Summer is coming
and the geese are all gone
You got to fly, let's fly
All the mowers roll down
and the yards run away with me
I've taken to sittin' and
just watchin' it grow
And the rabbits are eatin'
like kings in a driveway
And I've just about found
it no place to go
You gotta live and let live
I'm sittin' by my side
in this shade of all greens
It smells like the honeysuckle
I've gone to in streams
But I've found a reason,
you've made it rhyme
And we can go crazy,
our tomorrow's just fine
I'm gonna sit on the front porch
till the lightning bugs show up
And it really gets dark
and there's dogs in the trash
It's the first time, the last time,
our old end of this time
You make me feel like I just took a bang
You got to laugh and let it last
Come sit by my side
in this shade of all greens
It smells like the honeysuckle
that's gone to extremes
And I've found the reason
that you've made it rhyme
And we can go laughing any old time
Ain't got to love and let love
Ah, we can go lovin' any old time
You got to fly and let fly