(c) 1982 Carole Rose Livingston
1.
Hey, little birdie,
High in a tree,
Fly on down here
And sing your song to me.
Oh no, no, no,
That'll never be.
I'll stay right here,
Safe in my tree.
2.
Hey, little birdie,
Won't you come with me?
I'll give you a cage
Of gold and ivory.
Oh no, no, no,
That'll never be.
I'll stay right here,
Safe in my tree.
3.
Hey, little birdie,
What will you do
If I get a little net
And throw it over you?
Oh no, no, no,
That'll never be.
I'll fly higher up,
Safe in my tree.
4.
Hey, little birdie,
What will you sing?
I'll sing of winter
Turning into spring.
Safe in my tree
And far from any harm,
I'll sing of cold days
Turning into warm.
5.
Hey, little birdie,
Your song is so sweet.
I'll get a little rope
And tie it 'round your feet.
Oh, no, no, no,
That'll never be.
I'll fly far away
To another tree.
6. (Repeat Stanza 1.)
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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