Birdhouse Song
Ely Cartwright
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There was a little green house On the top of a pole Well the roof was painted white But nobody was home I could tell you a story About where this bird has flown But nobody was home Now if I fly south for the winter Don't you expect me to be home by spring Because the days are getting long And the summer's getting on And I'm stuck here at the border With a shackle on my wing So I knocked on the door Just to see what I would find And a mean old spider Was the only one inside I asked him about the weather And if he knew this friend of mine But he was the only one inside Now if I fly south for the winter Don't you expect me to be home by spring Because the days are getting long And the summer's getting on And I'm stuck here at the border With a shackle on my wing If you think of me sometimes Don't you go holding to hope If you get to feeling alone Just keep an eye to the southern sky Now if I fly south for the winter Don't you expect me to be home by spring Because the days are getting long And the summer's getting on And I'm stuck here at the border With a shackle on my wing
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