It was the music we danced to at my wedding, for my Father of the Bride dance.
The song was written in 1926 and was very popular. It was composed by Ray Henderson, an American composer and lyrics by Mort Dixon. Despite controversial interpretations of the song, when Dad sang it to me, all was right in my world. In case you have not heard of it, these are the words... my memories are mostly of just the chorus...
Blackbird, Blackbird, singing the blues all day,
Right outside of my door,
Blackbird, blackbird, gotta be on my way,
Where there's sun shine galore.
Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go,
Bye, bye, blackbird.
Where some body waits for me,
So is she,
Bye, bye, blackbird
No one here can love and understand me,
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me,
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll arrive late tonight,
Blackbird, bye, bye
Bluebird, bluebird, calling me far away,
I've been longing for you,
Bluebird, bluebird, this is my lucky day,
Now my dreams will come true.
How I would love to hear my Dad sing it to me once more...