for Ugly has been called off. The fair-feathered friends sing 'THE ELEGY'," a pensive lullaby-like song in honour of Ida?s fallen fowl. The neighbours are certain that
michelle it s hard to die When all the birds are singing in The sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish that we could
What then, well he made a little bird And he waited all around till the end of spring A-gettin' every note that the birdies sing He put 'em all into
Goodbye, Rochelle, it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers every where I wish that
birds And men are laughs And laughs are psalms More often it's true That the sea no longer sings I want to tell you That it sings of the songs That those
thinking About that kindly man That one old winter time came And took away from me And then one morning Another spring is there outside my door Things are blooming Birds are singing
's hard to die when all the bird are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. With the flowers ev'rywhere. I whish that we could both
blood flows Down like a river to the sea it goes Youth, I see Through all the trouble, the work and pain You laugh like a child in a warm spring
exotic bird I prefer to spend sometime just listening for that special something that I've never ever heard I like a new song to sing, another show
you're in You can't get out again" And just like that Simple as the sight of feathered wings The robin was gone And only I saw this bird of spring Sing
little bird sing; And I like to hear those little birds Because then I know it's spring. And spring comes after winter, Surely all of this we know. And spring
some wine that will make us feel fine not too much just a touch just to get the right rush you can giggle while I sing it's so crazy to be spring dance
bird I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something That I?ve never ever heard I like a new song to sing, another show Or somewhere
bake it I'll never had that recipe again oh no I recall the yellow cotton dress foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees And birds like tender
with a broad That I probably met the night before y'all know my style (WOO!!!) Wait, y'all know that's right Low cut like so what with the throw back
a terrible wreck And like good tragedy that?s what we expect At night I make plans for a city laid down Like the hips of a girl on the spring covered
the sun And foretells the rain But there's a bird There are birds And some are singing To greet every new day that may come Like the first of spring
ABC's, Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees, Goodbye my friend its hard to die, When all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that spring is in the