Colin Buchanan - The Old Black Crow текст песни

There's an old black crow sitting in a gumtree
He's plump and he's well fed
A beetle here, a cicada there
Is the black crow's daily bread
I think it should be said

There's Lord who cares for the old black crow, the wombat,
The gecko and the kangaroo
And one thing's sure we are worth much more,
To the God who cares for people too.

Mrs Wombat digs herself a little burrow to keep her warm and dry
It's a home sweet home that she's made her own
Better than money can buy
And here's the reason why ...

There's a Lord who cares for old black crow
The wombat, the gecko and the kangaroo
And one's sure we are worth much more, to the God
Who cares for people too

The gecko lives in the sands of the desert
Where it's very dry and hot
He's small and frail with stumpy tail but hungry he is not
Because all needs he's got...

There's Lord who cares for the old black crow, the wombat,
The gecko and the kangaroo
And one thing's sure we are worth much more,
To the God who cares for people too

The Lord cares too for the kangaroo
I think we all can see
That worth much more to the living Lord
Is you and you and me (and me ...)
And you and you and me

There's Lord who cares for the old black crow, the wombat,
The gecko and the kangaroo
And one thing's sure we are worth much more,
To the God who cares for people too