Little Black Bird

Little black bird over my shoulder
A voice like ice cold, cold running water
Eyes made by black magic, black magic marker
Little black bird, help me find my way
For I fear this might be the end of my days
Clever red foxy runnin' beside me
Teeth like a trap, trap snap shut behind me
Flash your fine smile so wicked and wily
Clever red foxy, I’ll stay well away
For I fear this might be the end of my days
Little black bird, I’m so lost and hungry
Dogs closing in, they track me and hunt me
Take to the sky, lead me to safe country
Little black bird, won’t you help me escape?
For I fear this might be the end of my days
See that black spectre high over the trees
A nasty hawk harrier harrying me
Try as I might it gives me no peace
See that black spectre wheel over this way
O I fear this might be the end of my days
No matter how I try
Despite my good intentions
My nature decides
I can’t fight the animal
The wild
Inside
Clever red foxy so far from your den
Are you as innocent as you pretend?
My enemy’s enemy might be my friend
Clever red foxy, protect me I pray
For I fear this might be the end of my days
I once was a prince with castles and farmland
I loved me a lovely of beauty and charm and
The wife of a jealous cruel sorcerer husband
I once was a prince with most refined taste
But I fear this might be the end of my days
Foxy, oh Foxy, I’m not what I seem
You knew me once as the Sorcerer’s queen
His falcon’s black shadow now darkens this stream
Foxy, oh Foxy, we’re trapped by our ways
For I fear this might be the end of my days
No matter how I try
Despite my good intentions
My nature decides
I can’t fight the animal
The wild
Inside
Hunters a-thundering from the king’s castle
Led by that dastardly cuckolded scoundrel
He won’t stop till he takes my tail for a tassel
Hunters a thundering from the king’s gate
And I fear this might be the end of my days
Pretty black bird, how lovely your voice is
My end is near, I hear hounds and horses
Fold up your wing, sing me one final chorus
Pretty black bird, I beg you to stay
For I fear this might be the end of my days
Darling red Foxy, there’s no future for us
I’m doomed in the sky as you are in the forest
I’ll perch by your ear and sing our sad story
Darling red Foxy, I won’t fly away
For I fear this might be the end of my days
I fear this might be the end of my days
I fear this might be the end of my days
I fear this might be the end of my days