Red Wing, Red Wing, I hear you call.
From among the swampy cattails tall.
Beautiful black bird with red tipped wings.
You move along the edges of a pond or creek.
Singing your song, what is it that you seek?
Ah, your mate comes, she has heard.
Pretty Red Wing Blackbird.
Englewood, Colorado 2003
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