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[Verse 1]
D                     G              D
Eva was a fast thang, most everybody knew
                                     E   A7
While other girls were running wild, Eva flew
D                                  G             D
Her life was the fast lane, but it soon began show
   G                 D              G                   D
So I begged her with me to go, to a little home here in Idaho,
         A                  D
With the Blackbirds and the Crows


[Verse 2]
D                                G                 D
One year we were happy, tried to keep our lives on track
                                   E              A7
While I was looking to the future, Eva was lookin back
    D                                     G                D
She said she missed her old life, she was truthful I suppose
        G                   D            G             D
But the truth was she could never leave, truth was the nights I'd grieve
     A7                  D
If I ever had to let her go.


[Chorus]
G
Blackbird sat on a fence line
C  G                   D
Crows flew through the sky
  G
I whispered low into Eva's ear
E                A
Eva you're gonna die...
        G
She's a half a mile out and a quarter across
  D                       G
Beneath those wheat field rows
                    D
And no on knows who put her there
        A                  D
But the blackbirds and the crows


[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
D
Folks come by and we sit around
      G                   D
And I tell them how she's gone
                                        E                 A
I tell them how she packed her bags and wrecked our happy home
     D
Oh I tell them she down in Atlanta,
        G
Doin' cocaine and God only knows
                         D
But Eva's not gone she's here with me
G                       D
Right here where she'll always be
         A                  D
With the blackbirds and the crows


[Chorus]
G
Blackbird sat on a fence line
C  G                   D
Crows flew through the sky
  G
I whispered low into Eva's ear
E                A
Eva you're gonna die...
        G
She's a half a mile out and a quarter across
  D                       G
Beneath those wheat field rows
                    D
And no on knows who put her there
        A                  D
But the blackbirds and the crows