When the sun in the morning
Peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round
My window sill
Then my heart fills with
Gladness when I hear the trill
Of those birds in the tree
Tops on mocking bird hill
Tra la la tweedlee dee dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
To the mocking bird's trill
Tra la la tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On the mocking bird hill
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
When it's late in the evening
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 mocking bird's trill
Tra la la tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
On the mocking bird hill
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
