The chase is on
The Blackbirds chase the Raven Three or four at a time They push him away From their demesne. Keep their eggs safe and sound "Chuck, chuck, chip, chip" These Blackbirds sing "That charred crow is back For our nest he is looking Away, Away, Away" we follow him up into the sky "Go back, Go back From Where you came And stay away, stay away from my Brood in the bushes No breakfast for your kind Belie your wishes Away, Away! Away sly raven To some other nest you fly with abandon!"