Patti Page - Mockin' Bird Hill lyrics

Tra-la-la, tweedlee 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 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 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