Blue Eyed Mary by Tommy Makem
There's a black crow sitting on a bare oak tree
and the winter sun is low
and it's painting shadows on the old brown hills
and the meadows down below
but when mary walks those misty fields
it's like a summer's day
for sunshine goes where mary goes
to light her on her way
Chorus:
blue eyed mary, lovely mary
blue eyed mary, the love light of my soul
There's a blackbird singing in a green oak tree
and the song is sweet and clear
to welcome crocuses and daffodils
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