Here's a little tune, I been praticing...
Yellow bird, yellow bird, up high in banana tree. Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me.
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Did your lady friend leave your nest again? That is very sad, makes me feel so bad.
You can fly away, in the sky away. You're more lucky than me.
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I also had a pretty girl, she's not with me today.
They're all the same, the pretty girls, Take tenderness then they fly away.
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Yellow bird up high in banana tree. Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me.
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Let her fly away, in the sky away. Pick a town and soon, take from night to noon
Black and yellow, you, like banana too, They might pick you some day
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Wish that I was a yellow bird, I'd fly away with you.
But I am not a yellow bird, So here I sit, nothin' else to do.
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Yellow bird. Yellow bird. Ye-e-e-ello-o-ow bird.
Steven Strauss has done a few arrangements for students. Jane and I are encouraging him to make a book. Believe me it would be an absolute treasure!
Spelling errors! Boy, sometimes my brain gets ahead of my fingers!
Here's a historical diversion (the background music fluff is thick though!)
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