Sit ting in the wood a lone, on sil ver tree that turned to stone; branch es grow ing o ver head, make your house and feath er bed. shin y beak and shin y eyes, shin y win ter par a dise; sing ing to the set ting sun, pray ing for the day that's done. Grow in qui' ter as you watch the snow fall ing down, down. down, down. if you want to know his heart, lis ten, lis ten to the blue- bird sing. If I had a voice like thine, mel o dy like sum mer wine; from sun shine is lands I would bring mu sic to the new born king. Grow in qui' ter as you watch the snow fall ing down, down. down, down. if you want to know his heart, lis ten, lis ten to the blue- bird sing. Grow in qui' ter as you watch the snow fall ing down, down. down, down. if you want to know his heart, lis ten, lis ten to the blue- bird sing.
