Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, it gives me a thrillTo wake up in the morning to the Mockingbird's trailTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwillYou're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird HillWhen the sun in the morning peeps over the hillAnd kisses the roses round my window sillThen my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trillOf the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird HillTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, it gives me a thrillTo wake up in the morning to the Mockingbird's trailTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwillYou're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird HillWhen it's late in the evening I climb up the hillAnd survey all my kingdom while everything's stillOnly me and the sky and an old whippoorwillSinging songs in the wind and the wind in the windThe twilight on Mockingbird HillTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, it gives me a thrillTo wake up in the morning to the Mockingbird's trailTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwillYou're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird HillTra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwillYou're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird Hill