Mocking Bird Hill (as best as I can remember it)
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 treetop on Mocking Bird Hill.
Ch: Tra la la, twiddle dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning on Mocking Bird Hill
Tra la la twiddle dee dee there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mocking Bird Hill
Got a three corner 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 Mocking Bird Hill
Ch:
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
Singing songs in the twilight on Mocking Bird Hill
Ch: