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      A5              A5          D5      C5  A5 
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a  thrill 
   E5      D5       E5           A5      D5  B5   A5 
To wake up in the morning to the mock - in' bird's trill 
      A5               A5               D5        C5  A5 
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee, there's peace and good will - 
       E5      D5     E5      D5  A5     D5   B5  A5 
You're welcome as the flowers on Mock - in' - bird Hill 
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When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill 
    E5     D5   E5    B5 A5   D5     A5 
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill 
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Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill 
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Of those birds in the treetops on   Mock - in' - bird Hill  
 
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When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill 
       E5      D5  E5     B5  A5    D5       A5 
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still 
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Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill 
        E5    D5     E5      B5 A5           D5    A5 
Singing songs in the twilight on  Mock - in' - bird Hill 
 
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One verson of the lyrics which I found sometime ago 

on the internet lists this as a third verse which Patti 

Page *may* have included on one or more of her recordings: 
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Got a three cornered plow and an acre to till 
      E5       D5  E5   B5  A5      D5   A5 
And a mule that I bought for a ten dollar bill 
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There's a tumble-down shack and a rusty old mill, 
         E5      D5    E5  B5     A5            D5   A5 
But it's my home sweet home  up  on Mock - in' - bird Hill. 
 
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