When the sun in the mornin′ peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round my window sill
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill
Of those birds in the tree tops on mockin′ bird hill

Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There′s peace and goodwill
You′re welcome as the flowers on the mockin' bird hill

When it′s late in the evenin' I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything′s still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singing songs in the twilight on mockin'bird hill

Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin′ bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You′re welcome as the flowers on the mockin′ bird hill

Writer(s): Vaughn Horton<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com