A blackbird,
A blackbird,
It isn’t like a house at all.
I went into a house, and I thought it was a house,
I could hear from the may-tree the blackbird call. . . .
But nobody listened to it,
Nobody
Liked it,
Nobody wanted it at all.
A blackbird,
A blackbird,
It isn’t like a house at all.
I went into a house, and I thought it was a house,
I could hear from the may-tree the blackbird call. . . .
But nobody listened to it,
Nobody
Liked it,
Nobody wanted it at all.