Refrain: 
 
        A              A7          D      Cdim  A 
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a  thrill 
   
   E7      D9       E7           A      D9  Bm7/5-   A 
To wake up in the morning to the mock - in' bird's trill 
 
        A               A7               D        Cdim  A 
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee, there's peace and good will - 
 
       E7      D9     E7      D9  A     D9   Bm7/5-  A 
You're welcome as the flowers on Mock - in' - bird Hill 
 
E7       A          A7            D        B7 
When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill 
 
    E7     D9   E7    Bm7/5- A   D9     A 
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill 
 
E7       A                A7          D            B7 
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill 
 
          E7   D9       E7    Bm7/5- A            D9    A 
Of those birds in the treetops on   Mock - in' - bird Hill  
 
 
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E7         A           A7       D            B7 
When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill 
 
       E7      D9  E7     Bm7/5-  A    D9       A 
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still 
 
E7   A          A7          D           B7 
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill 
 
        E7    D9     E7      Bm7/5- A           D9    A 
Singing songs in the twilight on  Mock - in' - bird Hill 
 
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One verson of the lyrics which I found sometime ago 
on the internet lists this as a third verse which Patti 
Page *may* have included on one or more of her recordings: 
 
E7     A             A7          D        B7 
Got a three cornered plow and an acre to till 
 
      E7       D9  E7   Bm7/5-  A      D9   A 
And a mule that I bought for a ten dollar bill 
 
E7         A           A7          D         B7 
There's a tumble-down shack and a rusty old mill, 
 
         E7      D9    E7  Bm7/5-     A            D9   A 
But it's my home sweet home  up  on Mock - in' - bird Hill. 
 
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