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I have seen the lark soar high in the morn, heard it sound up in the blue.
I have heard the blackbird sing its song, the thrushes and linnets too.

But there's none of them can sing so sweet, my singing bird as you.
Ah ......., Ah ........, Mm ........,
My singing bird as you.

If I could lure my singing bird from her own cosy nest,
If I could catch my singing bird I would warm her to my breast.

For there's none of them can sing so sweet, my singing bird as you.
Ah ......., Ah ........, Mm ........,
My singing bird as you.

Oh, I would climb the highest tree and I would rob the small bird's nest
And I would bring back my singing bird to the arms that she loves the best

For there's none of them can sing so sweet, my singing bird as you.
Ah ......., Ah ........, Mm ........,
My singing bird as you.

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