Pack up all my care and woe
Here I go
Singing low
Bye bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me
Sugar's sweet, so is she
Bye bye Blackbird
No one here can love or understand me
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me
Make my bed and light the light
I'll be home late tonight
Blackbird bye bye
(Words: Mort Dixon)
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