-S[D]o get all those blues, must be a thousand hues
-And each is differently used, you just k[C]now[G/B]
-You sit there mes[D]morized by the depth of her eyes
-If you could catagorize, she got s[C]oul[G/B]
-She got sou[C]l,[G/B] she got sou[C]l,[G/B] she got s[D]oul
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-Do you think she loves you
-Do you think at all?
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-Soon she's going to fly away
-Sadness is her own
-Fill herself a bath of tears
-And go home, and go home
+Blackbird singing in the dead of night
+Take these broken wings and learn to fly
+All your life
+You were only waiting for this moment to arise
+You were only waiting for this moment to arise
+You were only waiting for this moment to arise
+{musicpath:/sdcard/SongBook/Media/Blackbird.mp3}