You're welcome as the flowers
on Malkinbird Hill
When the sun in the morning
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 Malkinbird Hill
Tra -la -la, tweedle -dee -dee,
it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
to the mockingbird trill
Tra -la -la, tweedle -dee -dee,
there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
on Mockingbird Hill
Got a three -cornered plow
and an acre to till
And a mule that I bought for
a ten -dollar bill
There's a tumble down shack
and an old rusty mill,
but it's my home sweet home
up on Mockingbird Hill.
Whistling
Tra -la -la, tweety -dee -dee,
there's peace and goodwill.
You're welcome as the flowers
on Mockingbird Hill.
Music
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, tweedle -dee -dee,
it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning
to the Mockingbird Trill
Tra -la -la, tweedle -dee -dee,
there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
on Mockingbird Hill
Tra -la -la, tweet -a -dee -dee,
it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin'
to the mockingbird trill
Tra -la -la, tweeny -dee -dee,
there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers
on Mockingbird Hill
You're welcome as the flowers
on Mockingbird Hill