Mockingbird Hill

Tra-la-la, tweedle-e dee-dee, it gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning, to the mockin' bird's trill

Tra-la-la, tweedle-e dee-dee, there's peace and goodwill

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 windowsill

Then my heart fills with gladness, when I hear the trill

Of those birds in the treetops, on Mockin'bird Hill

Tra-la-la, tweedle-e dee-dee, it gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning, to the mockin' bird's trill

Tra-la-la, tweedle-e 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, tweedle-e 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, tweedle-e 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, tweedle-e dee-dee, it gives me a thrill