The Magpie 歌词

One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl and Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never told Devil, devil, I defy thee Devil, devil, I defy thee Devil, devil, I defy thee Oh, the magpie brings us tidings Of news both fair and fowl She's more cunning than the raven More wise than any owl For she brings us news of the harvest Of the barley we done called And she knows when we'll go to our graves And how we shall be born One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl and Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never told The priest, he says we're wicked But to worship the devil's birth Ah, but we respect the old ways And we disregard his word For we know they rest uneasy As we slumber in the night And we'll always leave out a little bit of meat For the bird that's black and white Devil, devil, I defy thee Devil, devil, I defy thee Devil, devil, I defy thee