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"When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill And kisses the roses 'round my window sill; Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill Of the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill...
CHORUS: Tra la la Twittle dee dee dee, it gives me a thrill To wake up in the mornin' to the mockin' bird's trill;..."