Mockin' Bird Hill

Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee, it gives me a thrill To wake up in the morning, to the mockingbird's trill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee There's peace and goodwill You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockingbird 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 the birds, in the treetops, on Mockingbird Hill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee, it gives me a thrill To wake up in the morning, to the mockingbird's trill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee There's peace and goodwill You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockingbird 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 Mockingbird Hill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee, it gives me a thrill To wake up in the morning, to the mockingbird's trill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee There's peace and goodwill You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockingbird Hill Tra-la-la, tweedlee, dee-dee There's peace and goodwill You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockingbird Hill