| Little birdy, little birdy
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| What makes you fly so high?
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| It’s because I am a birdy
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| And I’m not afraid to die
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| Little birdy, little birdy
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| Come sing me your song
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| I’ve a short time to be here with you
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| And a long time, to be gone
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| Little birdy, little birdy
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| What makes your wing so blue?
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| It’s because I’ve been a-grievin'
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| Grievin' after you
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| Little birdy, little birdy
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| Come sing me your song
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| I’ve a short time to be here with you
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| And a long time, to be gone
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| Little birdy, little birdy
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| What makes your head so red?
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| After all that I have been through
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| It’s a wonder I ain’t dead
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| Little birdy, little birdy
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| Come sing me your song
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| I’ve a short time to be here with you
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| And a long time, to be gone |