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Oh, lullaby of birdland whisper low |
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Always here, when you sigh, |
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Never in my woodland could there be words to reveal |
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In a phrase how I feel. |
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Have you ever heard two turtle doves |
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Bill and coo when they love? |
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Thats the kind of magic music we get from our lips |
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When we kiss |
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And theres a weepy old willow |
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He really knows how to cry |
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Thats how Id cry in my pillow |
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If you should tell me farewell and goodbye |
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Lullaby of birdland whisper low |
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Kiss me sweet, then well go |
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Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above |
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All because were in love |
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Lullaby, lullaby |
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Have you ever heard two turtle doves |
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Bill and coo when they love? |
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Thats the kind of magic music we get from our lips |
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When we kiss |
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And theres a weepy old willow |
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He really knows how to cry |
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Thats how Id cry in my pillow |
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If you should tell me farewell and goodbye |
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Lullaby of birdland whisper low |
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Kiss me sweet, then well go |
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Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above |
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And its all because were in love |
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Transcription by lindsey smith |
