The Mocking Bird Songtext

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 Went on with the good And righteous 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 When the fires burn You wanna shout That's how a song was born