Mockingbird

Run, rabbit; run, run, run
The fox is on its way
The wolf is right behind him,
And the woodcutter's gone to play

Granny's just a sweet old man
Oh, what big thighs you have, my dear
The willow trees whisper sweet, sweet nothings
In my pitch-forgotten ear

They said, Hide beneath our shadows,
Our leaves will fall to cover you
The wind will cover footsteps
And we'll whistle through and through

Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird today.

If that mockingbird don't sing...
He's gonna make it.
And if that mockingbird don't sing...
He's gonna make it.
And if that mockingbird, bird, bird don't sing...
He's gonna make it.

Sweet Jesus, give me light
To shine my way back through
The fox is on my tail
And there is nothing you can do

The bluebirds take their prized possessions
To throw down at my feet
There's panic in their eyes;
They're high enough to find out what I'll meet

They said, Hide beneath our shadows,
Our wings will fall to cover you
The wind will follow footsteps
And we'll whistle through and through

Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird today...