Lyrics:

When the sun in the mornin peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 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 birds trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
Theres peace and goodwill
Youre welcome as the flowers on the mockin bird hill

[Instrumental Interlude]

When its late in the evenin I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everythings still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singing songs in the twilight on mockinbird hill

Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin birds trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
Theres peace and goodwill
Youre welcome as the flowers on the mockin bird hill