The Sparrow And The Crow Lyrics by Beth Carvalho in Prairieography Album.
The Sparrow And The Crow Lyric
She was a sparrow
I’m just a black crow
The Lord’s eyes were on her
He don’t care where I go
I go out fishing
I go out drinking
I go out flying
He doesn’t seem to care
She’s gotta be a good girl
To keep his attention
She wears her nice clothes
To try and impress him
Never see her smoking
Never hear her cussing
She’ll never be out late
Having any kind of fun
I know she’s got a pretty feathers
And a little song she sings so true
All I’ve got is this black leather
And a cackling voice that will make you blue
Lord, He don’t even know my name
But He’s heard about my get-togethers
Where all those sparrows turn into black crows
I was out on the wire
Yesterday morning
I was looking for a good joke
And something to eat
I saw that pretty sparrow
Fly right past, Lord
That little darling nearly swept me off of my feet
So I smile her way
She smiled right back
I took up flapping
Lord, that was that
I know it’s hard God
But you gotta forgive me
I’m doing my damnedest to steal her away
Chorus
