Crow

Like two drunk crows

Who done drank too much wine

And done danced for far too long

We raised our glass, we drank down fast

As we waltzed to our favorite songs

And we cried, "Why can't it always be night?"

And we cried, "Why can't it always be night?"

The moon herself

She done look down her dress

At us two red-faced crows in our tree

She raised her hand, she swooped down fast

And she sure done shut our beaks

As she cried, "Why won't you give me some peace?"

As she cried, "Why won't you give me some peace?"

Oh, we tried

Oh, we tried

From the dusk 'til the dawn

'Til there were holes in our eyes from the sun

Oh, we tried

Oh, we tried

From the dusk 'til the dawn

'Til there were holes in our eyes from the sun

Oh, my dawn

Please lay me down

Is it a crime, Lord? Is it wrong?

Oh, my dawn

Please lay me down

Is it a crime, Lord? Is it wrong?

Is it wrong?

Is it?