When the sun in the morning peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round my window sill.
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird Hill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.
Got a three-cornered plow and an acre to till
And a mule that I bought for a ten-dollar bill
There's a tumble-down shack and a rusty old mill
But it's my Home Sweet Home up on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.
When it's late in the evening I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.
And kisses the roses 'round my window sill.
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird Hill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.
Got a three-cornered plow and an acre to till
And a mule that I bought for a ten-dollar bill
There's a tumble-down shack and a rusty old mill
But it's my Home Sweet Home up on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee dee
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.
When it's late in the evening I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight on Mockingbird Hill
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee
it gives me a thrill to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill.
Tra la la, twiddle-dee dee-dee there's peace and good will.
You're welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill.