Reapers cut the grass
The wind blows
Grass as soft as silk
Lies on the blade
Grass as soft as silk
Lies on the blade
The first reaper
Asks a little bird
The first reaper
Asks a little bird
Blackbird
Sweet little bird
Blackbird
Sweet little bird
Tell me where
My baby is
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Your love is in the field
Under a willow
Washing her face
With tears
Washing her face
With tears
Drying her face
With a white scarf
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
