Down Came A Blackbird

Written by Mark Spiro and Micheal Smotherman


 

Down came a blackbird, sat on a fence 
Talkin' in riddles makin' no sense 
'Cause she's gone, your baby's gone 

Down came a blackbird, perched on a pole 
Took out a mirror and said, "Son, behold" 
'Cause she's gone, your baby's gone 

Gone like a dollar spent on a drink 
Head hangin' over the kitchen sink 
Gone like the wind through a cabin door 
Never gonna blow that way no more 
Gone like the song of a mockingbird 
Lauging at every little thing he heard 
Gone like a dream in a puff of smoke 
She ain't comin' back and it ain't no joke 
She's gone, your baby's gone 

Down came a blackbird, sat by the fire 
Said, "The future's comin' at you like a freight train 
And you're walkin' the wire" 
'Cause she's gone, your baby's gone 

Gone like a dollar spent on a drink 
Head hangin' over the kitchen sink 
Gone like a dream in a puff of smoke 
She ain't comin' back and it ain't no joke 
She's gone, your baby's gone 

She says she doesn't want a man who hangs around the house 
Who doesn't say a word unless he's shootin' off his mouth 
There's got to be a better way to be a loving wife 
If she stays here she'll end up his waitress for life 

Down came a blackbird, sat on a fence 
Talkin' in riddles 
And makin' absolutely perfect sense 
'Cause she's gone, your baby's gone 

Gone like a dollar spent on a drink 
Head hangin' over the kitchen sink 
Gone like the wind through a cabin door 
Never gonna blow that way no more
Gone like the song of a mockingbird 
Lauging at every little thing he heard 
Gone like a dream in a puff of smoke 
She ain't comin' back and it ain't no joke 
She's gone, your baby's gone 

Down came a blackbird 
Down came a blackbird 
 
 
 

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