The Night Is A Blackbird - Augie March

The Night Is A Blackbird - Augie March
Well it tastes like a Sunday
There should be music in the front room
And the markets a＇milling
With the people in the afternoon
And there＇s a question to be asked
If you＇re drinking alone
It＇s what horse were you thrown from
Which riderless goes on
O it must have been a near thing
But no novelty to you
All the trains and the buses and the cinemas too
Breaking down the bloody town
All reared up like a snake
For goodness sake don＇t touch it
Or you＇ll never wake up
His father misses him
His mother misses him
His lady dreams of kissing him
Bring the sun back
Bring the sun back
It＇s been dark now it＇s cold
When the night falls
Bring the sun back
Bring the sun back
It＇s a blackbird he＇s in the belly
Well it＇s cold it＇s cold it＇s cold it＇s cold
But you＇ve a rood over your head
And a comfortable bed
Now I＇ll be better I＇ll be true
Doing things like I ought to
If this bird lands in the black lands
Of Tulla when it＇s due
His father misses him
His mother misses him
His lady dreams of kissing him
Bring the sun back
Bring the sun back
It＇s been dark now it＇s cold
When the night falls
Bring the sun back
Bring the sun back
It＇s a blackbird he＇s in the belly
It＇s a blackbird he＇s in the belly
The night＇s a blackbird
We＇re in the belly