MockingBirdHill

Mocking Bird Hill

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Mockingbird Hill

When the sun in the morning peeps over the hill

And kisses the roses 'round my window sill,

Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill

Of the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird Hill.

Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee

It gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning

To the mockingbirds trill.

Tra la la tweedle dee dee dee

There's peace and good will.

You're welcome as the flowers

On Mockingbird Hill.

Got a three cornered plow and an acre to till,

And a mule that I bought for a ten dollar bill.

There's a tumble down shack and a rusty old mill,

But it's my home sweet home up on Mockingbird Hill.

Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee,

It gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning

To the mockingbirds trill.

Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee

There's peace and good will,

You're welcome as the flowers

On Mockingbird Hill.

When it's late in the evening I climb up the hill,

And survey all my kingdom while everything's still.

Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill

Singin' songs in the twilight on Mockingbird Hill.

Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee

It gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning

To the mockingbird's trill

Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee

There's peace and good will

You're welcome as the flowers

On Mockingbird Hill.

We Seniors

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Words by Vaughn Horton

Performed by Patti Page.

We can all learn something from the canary:

It never sings a depressing song.

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