Mocking Bird Hill - Patti Page
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
To the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and good will
You're welcome as the flowers
On Mockin' bird Hill
When the sun in the mornin'
Peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round my window sill
Then my heart fills with gladness
When I hear the trill
Of those birds in the treetops
On Mockin' bird Hill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
To the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On Mockin' bird Hill
When it's late in the evenin'
I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom
While everything's still
Only me and the sky
And an old whippoorwill
Singing songs in the twilight
On Mockin' bird Hill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
To the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On Mockin' bird Hill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On Mockin' bird Hill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On Mockin' bird Hill