When the sun in the morning
peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses
'round my window sill.
Then my heart fills with gladness
when I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird Hill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill
to wake up in the morning
to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers
on the mockingbird hill.
Got a three-cornered plow
and an acre to till
And a mule that I bought
for a ten-dollar bill
There's a tumble-down
shack and a rusty old mill
But it's my Home Sweet Home
up on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up
in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers
on the mockingbird hill.
When it's late in the evening
I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom
while everything's still
Only me and the sky
and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight
on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comit gives me a thrill
to wake up in the morning
to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers
on the mockingbird hill.