Mockin’ Bird Hill Songtext
von Les Paul & Mary Ford

When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill
An' kisses the roses 'round my window sill
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill
Of the birds in the tree tops on mockin' bird hill


Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin' to the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockin' bird hill

When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill
An' survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight on mockin'bird hill

Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin' to the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockin' bird hill