Little Bird Songtext
von Andrew Huang

Little bird, tell me, where do you go
To get those colors of blue and gold
Where do you find such beautiful clothes
O, little bird, tell me, where do you go

Are you up in the maple trees
Hanging them to dry in the spring breeze
Are you mending up your nest
With your needle and thread


Little bird, tell me, where do you go
To get those colors of blue and gold
Where do you find such beautiful clothes
O, little bird, tell me, where do you go

Are you up in the silver clouds
Or hopping here and there down on the ground
Are you gazing at the stars as you weave your yarn

Little bird, tell me, how do you do
Dressed so fine in gold and blue
Those feathers look delightful on you
I can′t tell if they're old or new

Little bird, tell me, where do you go
To get those colors of blue and gold
Where do you find such beautiful clothes
O, little bird, tell me, where do you go


O, little bird, tell me, where do you go