G                    C                G

Can you tell me what happened to the blossom,

      C          G           D

The blackberry blossom when summertime came ?

      G                          C           G                  

The blackberry blossom, oh, the last time I saw one

     C            G              D                G

Was down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring.


The bramble was wild, I was torn by the briars,


And my lover, he wooed me as I lied there


With a flower in my hair and my cheeks all flushed,

           C          G              D         G

It was a blackberry blossom from a blackberry bush.



 G                         C                G

When I picked the berry I didn't miss the blossom,

      C          G           D          

The blackberry blossom was white as the snow.

     G                        C             G

The berry that it brings is sweeter than molasses,

      C           G          D          G

And black as the wings of an 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

           C          G               D         G

From the blackberry blossom and the blackberry bush.



G                                 C         G

I was picking berries when that crow flew above me

 C           G             D   

Carrying my lover so far away.

 G                        C          G

Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom

      C           G           D         G

By a cold grave stone on the Arkansas clay.


The Arkansas clay is rocky and hard


With weeds grown over in the old grave yard.


As the day settles down to an evening hush

           C          G               D         G

Over the blackberry blossom and the blackberry bush.



                                    Recorded by: Michelle Shocked

                                                 "Arkansas Traveler"