Feed The Birds Songtext

Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul'sThe little old bird woman comes.In her own special way to the people she calls,"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs.Come feed the little birds, show them you careAnd you'll be glad if you do.Their young ones are hungry,Their nests are so bare;All it takes is tuppence from you."Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag."Feed the birds," that's what she cries,While overhead, her birds fill the skies.All around the cathedral the saints and apostlesLook down as she sells her wares.Although you can't see it, you know they are smilingEach time someone shows that he cares.Though her words are simple and few,Listen, listen, she's calling to you:"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag."