Текст песни Sherman Allan - The Bronx Bird Watcher
Sherman Allan - The Bronx Bird Watcher слова песни
+The Bronx Bird WatcherOn a branch of a tree sat a little tomtit,Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow.An uncomfortable place for a boidie to sit,Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow.So I said to him, "Boidie, why don`t you go way?"He said, "Thenks very much, but I`m planning to stay.I`m gung sit on that branch for the rest of the day,Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow."So I said to him, "Boidie, you look so distraught.Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow.You gonna be glad when you`ll see what I brought.A pillow, a pillow, a pillow."I said, "Boidie, your pardon I humbly would beg.Put this comfortable pillow right under your leg."He said, "Leave me alone while I`m laying an egg.Uh willow, tit willow, tit willow."That night by the light of a matzoh ball moon,Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow.That boidie was singing the same catchy tune.Willow, tit willow, tit willow.And I came, and I took him right down from his branch,And I brought him back home to mine split-level ranch,And I said to my wife, "Here`s a gift for you, Blanche.He sings `willow, tit willow, tit willow.`"Next morning I got up and went to the shop,Singing willow, tit willow, tit willow.That tune was so catchy, it just wouldn`t stop.Willow willow willow titty willow willow willow titty willow willow willow willow.That night I said, "Blanche, how`s the bird?" She said, "Well,The boid was delicious, it tasted just swell.But as I fricaseed him, he gave out a yell:`Oi willow, tit willow, tit willow.`"