One's for sorrow
Two's for joy
Three's for a girl and
Four's for a boy
Five's for silver
Six for gold
Seven's for a secret never told
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
Oh the magpie brings us tidings
Of news both fair and fowl
She's more cunning than the raven
More wise than any owl
For she brings us news of the harvest
Of the barley we done called
And she knows when we'll go to our graves
And how we shall be born
One's for sorrow
Two's for joy
Three's for a girl and
Four's for a boy
Five's for silver
Six for gold
Seven's for a secret never told
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
She brings us joy when from the right
Grief when from the left
Of all the news that's in the air
We know to trust her best
For she sees us at our labor
And she mocks us at our work
And she steals the extra from out of the nest
And she can mob the hob
One's for sorrow
Two's for joy
Three's for a girl and
Four's for a boy
Five's for silver
Six for gold
Seven's for a secret never told
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
Devil devil I defy thee
The priest he says we're wicked
But to worship the devils birth
Ah but we respect the old ways
And we disregard his word
For we know they rest uneasy
As we slumber in the night
And we'll always leave out a little bit of meat
For the bird that's black and white
One's for sorrow
Two's for joy
Three's for a girl and
Four's for a boy
Five's for silver
Six for gold
Seven's for a secret never told
