<SONG_DETAILS> [GENRE: Chicago electric blues, electric blues, blues-rock] [ERA: 1960s Chicago blues] [INSTRUMENTATION: expressive Telecaster guitar, Hammond B3 organ, warm electric bass] [MOOD: drought-struck rural dawn, patient hope, hard-earned renewal] [TEMPO: 105 BPM, driving shuffle] [KEY: E minor, gradually opening and hopeful] [VOCALS: male vocals, weathered mid-low register, restrained verses with impassioned choruses] [EXCLUSIONS: no glossy pop production, replace with raw vintage warmth; no heavy metal distortion, replace with gritty blues overdrive; no mournful ballad drag, replace with a steady driving groove] </SONG_DETAILS> [Verse 1] A blackbird came calling at the break of the day With a little blue feather and a word to say It said, “Farmer, your field has forgotten the rain” I said, “Then I’ll dig through the dust and plant again” [Chorus] Let that blackbird fly, let that blackbird sing I’ve been waiting on the ground for the turn of spring If the sky stays empty, I’ll make my own sound Put a seed in the silence and grow it from the ground [Verse 2] My brother took the river road out west With a crooked old compass and a coat on his chest He said, “When the water rises, I’ll send you a sign” Now the river keeps shining like a long silver line [Chorus] Let that blackbird fly, let that blackbird sing I’ve been waiting on the ground for the turn of spring If the sky stays empty, I’ll make my own sound Put a seed in the silence and grow it from the ground [Bridge] I was born with an empty cup Still I hold it to the rain What the world refuses to give I will learn to make again [Verse 3] By sundown, green showed through the clay The blackbird lifted its wings and flew away I watched that small shadow cross the copper light Then I heard my brother laughing somewhere in the night [Chorus] Let that blackbird fly, let that blackbird sing I’ve been waiting on the ground for the turn of spring If the sky stays empty, I’ll make my own sound Put a seed in the silence and grow it from the ground [Outro] Blackbird at the window Blackbird in the rain If the earth can open once It can open up again [End]
