Patti Page - Mockin’ Bird Hill

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Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nIt gives me a thrill\nTo wake up in the morning to the mockingbird’s trill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nThere’s peace and goodwill\nYou’re welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill\nWhen the sun in the morning\nPeeps over the hill,\nAnd kisses the roses 'round my windowsill\nThen my heart fills with gladness\nWhen I hear the trill\nOf the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nIt gives me a thrill\nTo wake up in the morning to the mockingbird’s trill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nThere’s peace and goodwill\nYou’re welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill\nWhen it’s late in the evening,\nI climb up the hill\nAnd survey all my kingdom while everything’s still\nOnly me and the sky -- and an old whippoorwill\nSingin' songs in the twilight on Mockin' Bird Hill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nIt gives me a thrill\nTo wake up in the morning to the mockingbird’s trill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nThere’s peace and goodwill\nYou’re welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill\nTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee\nThere’s peace and goodwill\nYou’re welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill