The Dicky Bird Hop

The Dicky Bird Hop - Gracie Fields

Oh the chirruping of the birdies on the sycamore tree

They're lucky to be so happy and free

I know that the chirruping sounds a little different to me

I hear them saying early every morn get up get up get up

The chirruping of the birdies on the sycamore tree

It's lovely to see them having a spree

A cheeky one this morning popped up on the sill and said

Get out of bed

Hopping about skipping about flopping about

And nipping about the whole day through

And the funny little things they do

Oh i know they would amuse you too

Flying a bit doing a jig looking for grit

Pecking a twig their necks all screwed

And i seem to hear them say get out of bed shift your lazy head

Don't you know that nippy want's his little piece of bread

Aah

Get out of bed

Oh the chirruping of the birdies in the sycamore tree

They're lucky to be so happy and free

I know that the chirruping sounds a little different to me

I hear them saying early every morning

Get up get up get up

The chirruping of the birdies on the sycamore tree

It's lovely to see them having a spree

So off i went and threw a piece of bread upon the lawn

The bread was gone gone gone gone

The bread was gone