Black Crow Flying - Janis Ian

When you go down on a Monday

Tuesday never comes

Nobody likes a hero when they don’t know how to run

And if you drown on a Sunday

The sermon’s never done

Nobody likes a user when he’s eating up the sun

I’ve been away down Dixie

In my old Kentucky home

Nobody likes a loser when he offers you the bone

I wanna stay down slowly

Sexy Dixie women moan

Nobody loves a user when he don’t bring his own

I am a black sheep crying

At the sight of the face of the sun

Nobody likes a user when he offers just the crumbs

I am black crow flying

Dying on the run

Nobody loves a user when they don’t get none