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Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
(Bugger’d) Brudder if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Fadder?
(Audience Answer) Allright!
All me life I’m on the farm, Workin’ for me keep
Tendin’ pigs and chickens, And they cows and sheep
And then while I’m workin’, there’s one who always mocks me
He sittin up ‘dere in the trees, blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
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Underneath the open sky in spring we likes to dine
We likes to ‘ear the flappin’ of the missus washin’ line
We listens to a tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit,
But on me vest and underpants he scored a direct hit!
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If I goes out poachin’, a creepin’ through the fields,
With me old retriever, a followin’ at me heels.
If I aim me shotgun at a pheasant in the hay
That bloody blackbird starts his row and frightens him away!
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No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind,
That bird’ll be the death of me, he’s prayin’ on me mind!
If I chase him long enough, I’ll get ‘en by and by,
And celebrate me vict’ry wit a girt big blackbird pie!
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