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Red-Winged Blackbird

Kathy Mattea

Oh, can't you see that pretty little bird,
Singing with all his heart and soul?
He's got a blood-red spot on his wing,
And all the rest of him is black as coal.

Of all the colors I ever did see,
Red and black are the ones I dread.
For when a man spills blood on the coal,
They carry him down from the coal mines dead.

Oh, fly away you red-winged bird --
Leave behind the miner's wife.
She'll dream about you when you're gone --
She'll dream about you all her life.

Oh, can't you see that pretty little bird,
Singing with all his heart and soul?
He's got a blood-red spot on his wing,
And all the rest of him is black as coal.

Lyrics by Billy Edd Wheeler.
 
YouTube: Kathy Mattea.

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