There Sings a Little Bird

High up in the sky,
There sings a little bird.
Tweet, tweet, tweet.
Sweet, sweet, sweet.

From his tiny throat,
The softest music came.
Tweet, tweet, tweet.
Sweet, sweet.

Tell me birdie, said a child one day.
Why is it you're always bright and gay?

From his tiny throat the little birdie sang,
Tweet, tweet, tweet, sweet, sweet.