Oh, blackbird

Oh, blackbird
Sitting on the garden fence
Sing a song for me
As I sit here all alone
Watching you watch me

Sing me a lullaby
When I go to bed at night
Sing a song to wake me up
In the morning light

Oh, blackbird
Sitting on the garden fence
You look tired and worn
Why have you stopped your singing
Why are you forlorn

If I could sing
I’d sing for you
The sweetest melody
The sweetest song that I could sing
Would be my legacy

Oh, blackbird
Sitting on the garden fence
As I watch you I see
That you are old and turning grey
An old bird like me

Now our children have left home
So quickly they all grew
To make their own way in this world
They’ve gone to pastures new

If I could sing
I’d sing for you
The sweetest melody
The sweetest song that I could sing
Would be my legacy

So, blackbird
Sitting on the garden fence
Sing a song for me
As I sit here all alone
Watching you watch me

@ rowland paul hill