Little bird up in a tree
Looked down and sang a song to me
Of how it began
The trout in the shiny brook
Gave the worm another look
And told me not to worry
About my life
Tree in my own backyard
Stands all alone
Bears fruit for me
And it tastes so good
Where's my pretty bird
He must have flown away
If I keep singing
He'll come back someday
Dawn, bird's still gone
Guess I'll go mow the lawn
What a day, what a day
What a beautiful day this is
Looked down and sang a song to me
Of how it began
The trout in the shiny brook
Gave the worm another look
And told me not to worry
About my life
Tree in my own backyard
Stands all alone
Bears fruit for me
And it tastes so good
Where's my pretty bird
He must have flown away
If I keep singing
He'll come back someday
Dawn, bird's still gone
Guess I'll go mow the lawn
What a day, what a day
What a beautiful day this is
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