I was walkingThrough the parkWhen I heardA singing larkThe song it tweetedI had never heardA pretty song bySuch a little bird
It was singing...
Aye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeIt's singing...
The bird flew downFrom it's little nestAnd on my shoulderIt came to restIt tweeted softlyInto my earThen some babiesIn a nest appeared
They started singing...
Aye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeThey're singing...
The singing larksThen flew awayI never saw themNot another dayBut that songThey sang to meI can hear it stillIn every tree
I hear them singing...
Aye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeThey're singing...
Aye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, aye
© Sam Moran. Lyrics reproduced from the artist's own catalogue.

