Blackest Crow from Five Gears by Syncopaths
3. Blackest Crow
Christa learned this bittersweet declaration of love and loss from fine singer, fiddler, and bow-maker Erin Shrader at Lark Camp in the late 1990s. Circulated via broadside as early as the American civil war, the song was re-popularized in the 20th century by noted old-time fiddler, banjo player, and singer, Tommy Jarrell.
Tracklist
| 3. | Blackest Crow | 5:10 |
Lyrics
3. Blackest Crow
Words and music, traditional.
The blackest crow that ever flew, would surely turn to white
if ever I prove false to you; bright day will turn to night.
Bright day will turn to day my love, the elements will mourn.
If ever I prove false to you, the seas will rage and burn.
I wish my breast were made of glass, wherein you might behold,
written, your name upon my heart, in letters made of gold.
In letters made of gold my love, believe me when I say
you are the one that I'll always love, until my dying day.
The time draws near my dearest dear, for you and I to part.
How little do you know of the grief and woe, in my poor aching heart.
'Tis but I suffer for your sake, believe me dear its true.
I wish that you would stay with me, or I was going with you.
Credits
3. Blackest Crow (Traditional)
Christa Burch, vocals
Ryan McKasson, fiddle, viola
Ashley Broder, mandolin
Jeffrey Spero, keyboard
License
All rights reserved.
From dance floors to concert halls, the Syncopaths bring a fresh, contemporary spin to music and songs rooted in the Scottish, Irish, and American folk traditions. The exuberant joy they derive from the music and each other is palpable and contagious. "The Syncopaths are nothing short of a Celtic supergroup." — Irish Herald, July 2011