Tuppence A Bag [Feed The Birds (Tuppence A Bag)]

- Various Artists

Early each day to the steps of St. Paul's

The little old bird lady comes

In her own special way to the people she calls

Come buy my bags full of crumbs

Come feed the little birds, show them you care

And you'll be glad if you do

Their young ones are hungry, their nests are so bare

All it takes is tuppence from you

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag

Feed the birds, that's what she cries

While overhead her birds fill the skies

All around the cathedral the saints and apostles

Look down as she sells her wares

Although you can't see it you know they are smiling

Each time someone shows that he cares

Though her words are simple and few

Listen, listen, she's calling to you

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag