Man, I like your style
Make it last a little while
Put yourself under the ground
And you come back around, I wanna see ya
Still the same
Girl, you're like a child
Your blackberries grow so wild
Pick the best ones off the bush
And relish and wish you were alright
Left with lace with rightness
My beloved blackberry
My love for you floats free
Leave yourself in sound, turn around
Sing me your blackberry song
