Early One Morning


1. Early one morning before the sun had risen,
I had a bluebird in the fields gayly sing (or change to “fields happily sing.”)
“South winds are blowing, Green grass is growing.
Welcome to herald the merry spring.”

2. One autumn afternoon just as the sun was setting,
I heard a bluebird on a tree pipe a song.
“Farewell, we’re going, Cold winds are blowing.
But we’ll be back when the days grow long.”

See also

Extras for Plus Members

  • Song with chords (PDF)
  • MIDI file
  • Listen

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