Tim O'brien Blackest Crow Lyrics:
As time draws near my dearest dear when you and I
must part How little you know of the grief and woe
in my poor and my poor aching heart Tis' but I
suffer for your sake believe me dear it's true I
wish that you were staying here or I was going
with you

I wish my breast were made of glass wherein you
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might behold Upon my heart your name lies wrote in
letters made of gold In letters made of gold my
love, believe me when I say You are the one that I
will adore until my dying day

The blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn
to white If ever I prove false to you bright day
will turn to night Bright day will turn to day my
love, the elements will mourn If ever I prove
false to you the seas will rage and burn
Lyrics: Blackest Crow, Tim O'brien [end]