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To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
You're as welcome as the flowers on Mockin' bird Hill
When the sun in the morning peeps over the hills and kisses the roses 'round my window sill
And my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill of the birds in the tree tops on Mockin's bird Hill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
You're as welcome as the flowers on Mockin' bird Hill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
You're as welcome as the flowers on Mockin' bird Hill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
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