CHORUS

If I were a blackbird I′d whistle and sing,

And I'd follow the ship that my true love sails in,

Oh and on the top rigging I dare build my nest,

And lie down with her for to sigh and to rest

VERSE 1

It's of a fair young girl my fortune was at,

I courted her when I was just a young lad,

We'd spend time together most everyday,

But then she was lifted and sailed far away.

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VERSE 2

I promised I′d take her to donnybrook fair,

And buy her red ribbons to tie up her hair,

And when she returned from the ocean so wide,

I′d ask her to be my own loving bride.

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VERSE 3

Oh if I were a scholar I′d handle my pen,

And write her a letter to her I was in,

And wish her safe sailings and fair winds to blow,

And joy to my true love wherever she goes.

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