You know this is a good place
A seemly place to summer
But you should find another
Another one to winter
For I am like a chimney
A chimney in the snow
White as any lily
Yet blacker than the coal
There's a raven on the gable, a raven on the gable
A raven on the gable, so brazenly crowing
But you know he only crows so, you know he only crows so
You know he only crows so, for he knows no other way of crowing
So my tongue is not the one
You are scolded and o'erlulled in
But the one that I was schooled in
Is the only one I know
That's why you hear me crowing
"My love, you should be going,"
That's why you hear me crowing
"You should be on your way."
So loosen off your mooring, loosen off your mooring
Loosen off your mooring, and sail, sail away
Let me lie and bleed awhile, let me lie and bleed a while
Let me lie and bleed awhile, I will rise and fight again
Let me lie and bleed awhile, let me lie and bleed a while
Let me lie and bleed awhile, I will rise and fight again