Singing Bird

I have seen the lark soar high at morn
Iíve heard his song up in the blue
I have heard the blackbird pipe his note
The thrush and the linnet too  

[chorus] Thereís 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

If I could climb that high, high tree
I would rob that wild birdís nest
And Iíd bring back my singing bird
To the arms I love the best

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