Bye Bye Blackbird - Mort Dixon, Roy Henderson
    Pack up all your cares and woes

    Here I go singing low,
    bye bye blackbird.

    Where someone waits for me
    Sugars sweet and so is he,
    bye bye blackbird.

    No one here can love and understand me,
    Oh what hard luck stories thay all hand me.

    Make my bed and light the light
    I'll arrive late tonight,
    bye bye blackbird.


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