Blackbird oh Blackbird
Where is your proud song
I heard you sing in the sixties
Aren't you still downtrodden and all
Have you grown complacent
Did they clip your wings
I marched with your Fathers
They wouldn't hear of such a thing
Why was it they suffered
If not for the chance to be free
They had their eyes on the future
Is this what they wanted to see
The cage that contains you
The latch is on the inside
Blackbird in you is the power
To take freedoms ride
Blackbird oh Blackbird
Where is your proud song
If you'll sing it again
This time we'll all sing along
Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
Blackbird oh Blackbird
Where is your proud song
I heard you sing in the sixties
Aren't you still downtrodden and all
Have you grown complacent
Did they clip your wings
I marched with your Fathers
They wouldn't hear of such a thing
Why was it they suffered
If not for the chance to be free
They had their eyes on the future
Is this what they wanted to see
The cage that contains you
The latch is on the inside
Blackbird in you is the power
To take freedoms ride
Blackbird oh Blackbird
Where is your proud song
If you'll sing it again
This time we'll all sing along
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