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| C | an you tell m | e what h | appened to the blos | som, |
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| Bla | ackberry blos | som when the s | ummertime came? |
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| The b | lackberry b | lossom, oh the l | ast time I s | aw one |
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| Was d | own in the b | ramble where I r | ambled in the s | pring |
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| The | bramble was wild I was torn by the briars |
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| My l | ove he wooed me as I lie there |
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| With a f | lower in my hair and my cheeks all flashy |
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| Was the b | lackberry b | lossom from the b | lackberry b | ush |
| When I picked the berry I didn't miss the blossom |
| The blackberry blossom was white as the snow |
| But the berry that it brings is sweeter than molasses |
| And black as the wings of an Arkansas crow |
| The Arkansas crow is a devil and a demon |
| Known for his cackling and his screaming |
| Driving away the swallow and the thrush |
| >From the blackberry blossom and the blackberry bush |
| I was picking berries when that crow flew above me |
| Carrying my lover so far away |
| Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom |
| By a cold gravestone on the Arkansas clay |
| The Arkansas clay is rocky and hard |
| With weeds growing over in the old graveyard |
| And the day settles down to an evening hush |
| Over the blackberry blossom and the blackberry bush. |
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