Pack up all my cares and woes,
here I go singing low,
bye, bye blackbird.
Where somebody waits for me,
sugar's sweet, so is she,
bye, bye blackbird.
No one here can love and understand me,
oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me,
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll arrive late tonight,
blackbird bye, bye.
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