There is a song, not about ravens, but about black birds.
If I If I were a blackbird, I’d whistle and sing
I’d follow the ship that my true love sails in,
And on the top rigging I’d there build my nest
And pillow my head on her lily white breast
I don’t wonder why the song was not about Ravens, but just noticed that there aren’t any quite like this.
My mother used to sing it, when she she used to have time for me.
