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The dickey-bird whisper-ed
haven't you heard
Spring is here, spring is here,
spring is here."
A little crow sang a happy hello
My favorite time of the year.
A croaking frog sang a song
on his log,
Lose your blues, lose your blues
Lose your blues."
The whip-poor-will did a
Triple -A- Trill
On hearing the dickey-bird`s news.
And the cuck-oo sang a "cuck-oo
To the blue-jay
Who told the lark in the park
Who respond-ed, How-do you do
and How-do you do- jay
How would you like to go
for a lark?
The bob-o-link said i think
that I will
Win-ter`s gone Win-ter`s gone
Win-ter`s gone
The dickey- bird said i give you
my word,
It ain`t gonna snow,
It ain`t gonna rain,
It ain`t gonna snow
any-more."
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