She was a sparrow
Iâ??m just a black crow
The Lordâ??s eyes were on her

He donâ??t care where I go
I go out fishing
I go out drinking

I go out flying
He doesnâ??t seem to care


Sheâ??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

Sheâ??ll never be out late
Having any kind of fun


I know sheâ??s got a pretty feathers
And a little song she sings so true
All Iâ??ve got is this black leather

And a cackling voice that will make you blue
Lord, He donâ??t even know my name
But Heâ??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 itâ??s hard God
But you gotta forgive me

Iâ??m doing my damnedest to steal her away

Chorus