Blackbird, Blackbird. Singing the blues all day right outside my door. Blackbird, Blackbird. Why do you sit and say, "There's no sunshine in store"?. All through the winter you hung around.
Pack up all my care and woes. Here I go, singin' low. Bye bye, my blackbird. . Where somebody waits for me. Sugar's sweet, and honey, so is she. Bye bye, my blackbird.
No one here can love or understand me. Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me. Pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, winging low. Bye, bye, blackbird.