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Ab

Bb7

Mockin’ Bird Hill

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		Eb	Ab
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee dee,

		Eb
	it gives me a	thrill,

		Bb7	Eb	Ab
	To	wake up in the morning to the	mockingbirds'	trill,

		Eb	Ab	Eb
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee	dee,

		Ab	Eb
	there's	peace and good	will,

		Bb7	Eb
	You're	welcome as the flowers on	Mockin' Bird Hill.

	Eb	Ab
When the	sun in the morning peeps	over the hill,

	Bb7	Eb
And	kisses the roses 'round	my windowsill.

	Ab
Then my heart fills with gladness when	I hear the trill,

	Bb7	Eb
Of the	birds in the tree tops on	Mockin' Bird Hill.

		Eb	Ab
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee dee,

		Eb
	it gives me a	thrill,

		Bb7	Eb	Ab
	To	wake up in the morning to the	mockingbirds'	trill,

		Eb	Ab	Eb
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee	dee,

		Ab	Eb
	there's	peace and good	will,

		Bb7	Eb
	You're	welcome as the flowers on	Mockin' Bird Hill.

(Solo)

	Eb	Ab
When it's	late in the evening I	climb up the hill,

	Bb7	Eb
And sur	vey all my kingdom while	everything's still.

	Eb	Ab
Only	me and the sky and an	old whippoorwill,

	Bb7	Eb
Singing	songs in the twilight on	Mockin' Bird Hill.

		Eb	Ab
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee dee,

		Eb
	it gives me a	thrill,

		Bb7	Eb	Ab
	To	wake up in the morning to the	mockingbirds'	trill,

		Eb	Ab	Eb
	Tra-la-	la, twiddle-dee	dee	dee,

		Ab	Eb
	there's	peace and good	will,

		Bb7	Eb
	You're	welcome as the flowers on	Mockin' Bird Hill.

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