Take away the trees and the birds will have to sit upon the groundTake away their wings and the birds will have to walk to get aroundAnd take away the birdbaths and dirty birds will soon be everywhereTake away their feathers and the birds will walk around in underwearTake away their p*** and the birds will have to whisper when they singTake away their common sense and they'll be headed southward in the springOh, remember me, my darling, when spring's in the airAnd the fall has arrivedBirds are whispering everywhere when you see them walking southwardIn their dirty underwear, the fancy bird walkHow about some trees so the birds won't have to sit upon the groundOh, and how about some wings so the birds won't have to walk to get aroundAnd how about a birdbath or two so the birds will all be cleanAnd how about some feathers so their underwear no longer will be seenHow about a little p*** so the birds won't have to whisper when they singAnd how about some common sense so they won't be blocking traffic in the springOh, remember me, my darling, when spring is in the airAnd the fall has arrivedBirds are whispering everywhere when you see them walking southward in the springAnd their dirty underwear, the fancy bird walkIt's the Tennessee Bird WalkIt's the Tennessee Bird WalkIt's the Tennessee Bird Walk