Mockin Bird Hill
When the sun in the morning peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses on my windowsill
Then my heart fills with gladness as I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetop on Mockingbird Hill

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

When it's late in the evening and everything's still
And survey all my kingdom on Mockingbird Hill
Me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
That's my home sweet home on Mockingbird Hill

Tra-la-la twiddly-dee-dee-dee it gives mе a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la twiddly-dee-dee thеre's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird Hill