theres a blackbird in my garden he always sings to me
sitting on the branches of my apple tree
such a lovely song with a lovely tune
melts my heart away as he begins to croon.
he has a yellow beak and his eyes are brown
his feathers they are black as soft as eiderdown
he fills my heart with joy makes me feel so free
makes everything so peaceful the way that life should be
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 9:46 AM UTC
theres a blackbird in my garden he always sings to me
sitting on the branches of my apple tree
such a lovely song with a lovely tune
melts my heart away as he begins to croon.
he has a yellow beak and his eyes are brown
his feathers they are black as soft as eiderdown
he fills my heart with joy makes me feel so free
makes everything so peaceful the way that life should be
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