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When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill
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Kisses the roses 'round my windowsill
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Then my heart fills with gladness, as I hear the trill
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Of the birds in the treetops, on Mockin' Bird Hill
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Tralala, tralalaleedee, it gives me a thrill
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To wake up in the morning, to the mockin' bird's trill
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Tralala, tralalaleedee, there's peace and goodwill
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You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockin' Bird Hill
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Got a three-cornered plow and an acre to till
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A mule that I bought, for a ten-dollar bill
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There's a tumble-down shack and an old rusty mill
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It's my home sweet home, upon Mockin' Bird Hill
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When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill
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And survey all my kingdom, while everything's still
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Only me and the sky and an ol' whippoorwill
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Is my home sweet home, upon Mockin' Bird Hill
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Tralala, tralalaleedee, it gives me a thrill
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To wake up in the morning, to the mockin' bird's trill
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Tralala, tralalaleedee, there's peace and goodwill
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You're welcome as the flowers, on Mockin' Bird Hill
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