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Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.
Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
Fish got to swim and birds got to fly
I got to love one man till I die,
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Fish got to swim and birds got to fly
I got to love one man till I die,
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays read more
The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.
For his song is all the joy of life,
And we in the mad spring weather,
We two have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
