Birdies

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The Felice Brothers - Country

Birdies

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Grandma set sail in her old wooden clogs The children with torches, they drove off the dogs Bessie's been gone now, just shy of a week Oh Lord, if the hoarfrost could speak Fly around little birdies Fly round The apples are all on the ground I hear the old organist pedaling his feet He ate the grey goose but it broke out his teeth His only request, when it's all said and done Let his skeleton bask in the sun Fly around little birdies Fly round The apples are all on the ground How could it be so, I feel wide awake And yet I'm still dreaming I'm William Blake The shepherds are piping to the lambs and the flowers And the princess has leapt from the tower Fly around little birdies Fly round The apples are all on the ground The winter will come and teach us all patience The spring will bring kittens and calfs and carnations The fruit will be sweet, but answer me please Have you tasted the sap of the trees? Fly around little birdies Fly round The apples are all on the ground The rains falling gently, the birds are all gone They flew to the apples and flowers beyond Our time is so little here , it lasts but a day Be with me love and pass it away

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