The Mocking Bird - The Four Lads

The Mocking Bird sang his song

By the break of morn

The Mocking Bird sang his song

Then a song was born

Well, the Mocking bird

Mocking Bird, Mocking Bird

Well, the Mocking Bird

Well, the Lord looked down

To see what he heard

The Lord put the voice in

The Mocking Bird

A song was born

He liked what he heard

The song was sung by

The Mocking Bird

Singing, Lord, hear me

Well, the Lord looked down

And he blessed the bird

He gave it the power

To sing his word

To sing bout the joy

Of his heavenly land

where none but the good

And right shall stand

Well, his voice did rumble

His voice did rock

The earth was shaken

By the mighty shock

Singing, whoa, oh…

Oh, sing

Little Mocking Bird

Sing your song

Well, he sang and sang

His voice was heard

His tune was carried

By every bird

To the ends of the earth

This warning rang out

Sinner, when the fire burns

You’ll wanna shout

That’s how a song was born