When The Corn Is Green

bluejay on corn

in my back yard

where he was born

some seven years

 

bluejay on corn

 

his life half gone

in my back yard

he will be here

when I am gone

 

bluejay on corn

 

the gallows bright

in my back yard

the wood so fresh

the sun so hard

 

for Iíll be hanged

this very day

I was this dawn

yet I still stay

 

yet still I stay

yet still I stay

 

and Iíll be here

when the corn is green

and the jayface blue

comes back again

 

 

 

 



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