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Lyric Spam 2: The Blackbird - "You didn't hear about the polar bear?"
February 6th, 2004
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Lyric Spam 2: The Blackbird
Lavender Took reminded me in a comment, that there's another sweet, sad "sailor's" song on Wild and Beautiful (a Silly Wizard CD) called "If I Was a Blackbird" (lyrics and song by Andy Stewart):

I am a young sailor; my story is sad,
Though once I was carefree, and a brave sailor lad
I courted a lassie, by night and by day,
Ah, but now she has left me and sailed far away

Oh, if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lily-white breast

Or if I was a scholar, and could handle the pen,
One secret love letter to my true love I'd send
And I'd tell of my sorrow, my grief, and my pain
Since she's gone and left me, in yon flowery glen

Oh, if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lily-white breast

I sailed o'er the ocean, my fortune to seek,
Though I missed her caress and her kiss on my cheek
I returned and I told her my love was still warm,
But she turned away lightly, and great was her scorn

Oh, if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lily-white breast

I offered to take her to Donnybrook Fair
And to buy her fine ribbons to tie up her hair
I offered to marry and to stay by her side
But she sails in the morning... she sailed the tide.

Oh, if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lily-white breast

My parents, they chide me, and will not agree,
Sayin' that me and my false love, married should never be,
Ah, but let them deprive me, let them do what they will,
While there's breath in my body, she's the one that I love still

Ah, if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lily-white breast

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