I came here to link that song Saucery 
I'll just do the lyrics
Chorus (after every other verse):
One for sorrow, two for joy,
Three for a girl and four for a boy.
Five for silver, six for gold,
Seven 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 foul;
She's more cunning than the raven,
More wise than any owl.
For she brings us news of the harvest
Of the barley, wheat, and corn.
And she knows when we'll go to our graves
And how we shall be born.
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 labour,
And she mocks us at our work.
And she steals the egg from out of the nest,
And she can mob the hawk.
The priest, he says we're wicked
To worship the devil's bird.
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 a little bit of meat
For the bird that's black and white.