Little Bird

Oh my little bird
I'll find you a place
High up in the trees
Far from the human race
I'll build you a nest
From soft, fine golden grass
A place for you to rest
Your weary wings at last

I see you are tired of flying
Oh my little bird my sweet sweet little bird

And when you are strong again
I'll give you my song
To take to the other side
In your hollow bones
To sing, loud and sweet now

Tell them I miss them
Tell him I miss him so

And when you return
From the land of the dead
The song you sing then
Will weave this golden thread

Oh my little bird, my sweet, sweet little bird
Oooooooh



Credits
Writer(s): Frances Charlton
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