(Chorus)
Fly, fly, little birdie, up so high,
Through the clear blue sky you gracefully glide.
With feathers so colorful, you're a sight to see,
Oh, how we love our friends in the tree!

(Verse 1)
In the morning light, as the sun starts to rise,
Little birds awake with bright, twinkling eyes.
They stretch out their wings and chirp a sweet tune,
Singing melodies under the warm, gentle moon.

(Chorus)
Fly, fly, little birdie, up so high,
Through the clear blue sky you gracefully glide.
With feathers so colorful, you're a sight to see,
Oh, how we love our friends in the tree!

(Verse 2)
Robin red-breast and blue jays so bold,
Sparrows and finches, each with a story to be told.
They build their nests with twigs and leaves so fine,
In branches high up where the sun always shines.

(Chorus)
Fly, fly, little birdie, up so high,
Through the clear blue sky you gracefully glide.
With feathers so colorful, you're a sight to see,
Oh, how we love our friends in the tree!

(Bridge)
They search for worms and seeds to eat,
Their tiny feet tapping to their own beat.
With every flutter of their wings so light,
They bring us joy from morning until night.

(Chorus)
Fly, fly, little birdie, up so high,
Through the clear blue sky you gracefully glide.
With feathers so colorful, you're a sight to see,
Oh, how we love our friends in the tree!

(Outro)
So let's sing along with the birds above,
And fill the world with laughter and love.
For in their songs, we find pure delight,
Our feathered friends, such a beautiful sight!