Blackest Crow

Lyrics (as sung by the New Appalachians)
[intro] As time draws near, my dearest dear, When you and I must part, How little you know of grief and woe Of my poor aching heart. Tis blood I suffer for your sake, Believe me dear it's true; I wish that you were staying here, Or I was going with you. [break] I wish my chest were made of glass Wherein you might behold Upon my heart your name lies wrote In letters made of gold. In letters made of gold, my love, Believe me what I say, You are the one I will adore Until my dying day. [break] The blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn to white. If ever I prove false to you, Bright day return to night. Bright day return to night, my love The elements will mourn, If ever I prove false to you The seas will rage and burn.

Inspiration

 * The New Appalachians
 * Bruce Molsky with Julie Fowlis in the Transatlantic Sessions
 * Dirk Powell, Tim O’Brien, John Herrmann