Little Bird come sing a song for me
I see you sitting in that tree
A sweet little melody to witel away the time
Help clear my mind full of clutter and grime

Your not concerned about tomorrow
Little bird your never have to borrow
I long to be just like you for on the smooth wind you travel
I have to drag my feet across the gravel

Living life without a single care
As I sit with so much grey hair
Your slowly rocking in that tree
Their your rocking in that tree
Just like my Mum once rocked me