Peter Stampfel - Blackberry Blossom lyrics

Can you tell me what happened to the blossom
The blackberry blossom when
The summertime came?
The blackberry blossom, last time I saw one
Was down in the bramble where
I rambled in the spring

The brambles was wild I was
Stung by the briars
My love she wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in her hair
And cheeks were flushy
Was the blackberry blossom from
The blackberry bush

When I picked thе berry I
Didn't miss the blossom
The blackbеrry blossom, as white as snow
The berry that it brings is sweet as molasses
And black as the wings of the Arkansas crow

The Arkansas crow is a devil and a demon
Known for his cackling and his screaming
Driving away the swallow and the thrush
From the blackberry blossom and
The blackberry bush

I was picking berries when that
Crow flew above me
Taking my love so far away
Next year I lay a blackberry blossom
By a cold gravestone on the Arkansas clay

The Arkansas clay is rocky and hard
With weeds growing over in the old graveyard
And the day settles down to an evening hush
Over the blackberry blossom and
The blackberry bush