The Singing Bird lyrics

I have seen the lark soar high at morn

Heard his song up in the blue

I have heard the songbird pipe his note

The thrush and the linnet too

But there's none of them can sing so sweet

My singing bird as you

If I could lure my singing bird

From his own cozy nest

If I could catch my singing bird

I would warm him on my breast

For there's none of them can sing so sweet

My singing bird as you

My singing bird as you

My singing bird as you