Mockin' Bird Hill

Mockin' Bird Hill - Rosalie Allen/Elton Britt/The Three Suns

You're welcome as the flowers on mocking bird hill

When the sun in the morning

Peeps over the hill

And kisses the roses round my windowsill

Then my heart fills with gladness

When i hear the trill

Of the birds in the treetops on mocking bird hill

Tra la la twiddly dee dee

It gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning to the mocking bird's trill

Tra la la twiddly dee dee

There's peace and goodwill

You're welcome as the flowers on mockin' bird hill

Got a three cornered 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 mockin' bird hill

Tra la la tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill

You're welcome as the flowers on mockin' bird hill

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 mockin' bird hill

Tra la la tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning to the mocking 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 tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill

To wake up in the morning to the mocking bird's trill

Tra la la tweedlee dee dee

There's peace and goodwill

You're welcome as the flowers on mockin' bird hill

You're welcome as the flowers on mockin' bird hill