The blackberry is blue, the tree is green
Song
1. The blackberry is blue, the tree is green, ; I cried a lot under it. ; I cry too, because there is a measure, ; The little angel has left me, not a measure. ; ; 2. If she has left me, there will be another, ; Hell will she grieve for a long time. ; I will find a lover, ; I will find two for each of my fingers.