Look at me, I'm a crow, and I want you to know
Just how happy I am to be me
My clan's all over the world, murders of crow boys and girls
From Labrador to the Coral Sea
We care about kin, that's when our tender selves kick in
Birds of a feather, through storms and through calm
I speak corvid and jazz, I caw and sometimes I give you the ras
I'm town crier and burglar alarm
Genus Corvus for those who do Latin
Born in the wild wood, don't need satin
Don't mean to brag but my IQ's off the charts
I'm adaptable, a problem solver
A constant improver, a constant evolver
I can figure the whole from just a few parts
I can fly like the wind, gather in countings with friends
I'm at home with the wild ones of this place
I am more than meets the eye, I'm mischievous and I'm sly
Though humans all look alike, I'll remember your face
Look at me, I'm a crow, and I want you to know
Just how happy I am to be me