Feed the birds tuppence a bag
Tuppence tuppence tuppence a bag
Feed the birds that's what she cries
While overhead her birds fill the skies
All around the cathedral the saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares
Although you can't see it
You know they are smiling
Each time someone shows that he cares
Though her words are simple and few
Listen listen she's calling to you
Feed the birds tuppence a bag
Tuppence tuppence tuppence a bag