May 12th, 2006

Spike Dancing The Hula

time for a little music, courtesy jack blanchard and misty morgan

Take away the trees and the birds will have to sit upon the ground. Hmmmm.
Take away their wings and the birds will have to walk to get around
Take away the birdbaths and dirty birds will soon be everywhere
And take away their feathers and the birds will walk around in underwear

Take away the tweet! and the birds will have to whisper when they sing ("chirp. chirp.")
And take away their common sense and they'll be heading southward in the Spring

Oh, remember me, my darling, when spring is in the air
And the bald-headed birds are whisperin everywhere
When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear
It's the Tennessee Bird Walk