Mockin' Bird Hill (Tra La La Twittle Dee Dee Dee)

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