Little Birdie
Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing to me a song
A short time to stay here
And a long time to be gone
I'd rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun don't never shine
Than to see you (?)
And to know you'll never be mine
Little birdie, little birdie
What makes you fly so high
It's because my own true lover
Is waiting in the sky
Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing to me a song
A short time to stay here (note 1)
And a long time to be gone
Writer/s: . TRADITIONAL, DON PARTRIDGE, PATRICK KEENE
