Joshua_me
IntoxicatedwithHunkiness
Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's
The little old bird woman comes
In her own special way, to the people she calls
"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs..."
Come feed the little birds
Show them you care
And you'll be glad if you do
Their young ones are hungry
Their nests are so bare
All it takes is tuppins from you...
Feed the birds, tuppins a bag
Tuppins, tuppins, tuppins a bag
Feed the birds, that's what she cries
While overhead her birds fill the skies
All around the cathedrals,
The saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares
Although she can't see them
She knows they are smiling
Each time someone shows that they care
Though her words are simple and few
Listen, listen... She's calling to you
Feed the birds, tuppins a bag....
Tuppins, tuppins, tuppins a bag....
(My very favorite song...)
The little old bird woman comes
In her own special way, to the people she calls
"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs..."
Come feed the little birds
Show them you care
And you'll be glad if you do
Their young ones are hungry
Their nests are so bare
All it takes is tuppins from you...
Feed the birds, tuppins a bag
Tuppins, tuppins, tuppins a bag
Feed the birds, that's what she cries
While overhead her birds fill the skies
All around the cathedrals,
The saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares
Although she can't see them
She knows they are smiling
Each time someone shows that they care
Though her words are simple and few
Listen, listen... She's calling to you
Feed the birds, tuppins a bag....
Tuppins, tuppins, tuppins a bag....
(My very favorite song...)






