Letras Tit Willow (The Bronx Bird Watcher Song) - Allan Sherman

Tit Willow (The Bronx Bird Watcher Song)

Miscellaneous\nThe Bronx Bird Watcher\n+The Bronx Bird Watcher\nOn a branch of a tree sat a little tomtit,\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.\nAn uncomfortable place for a boidie to sit,\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.\nSo I said to him, «Boidie, why don’t you go way?»\nHe said, «Thenks very much, but I’m planning to stay.\nI’m gung sit on that branch for the rest of the day,\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.»\nSo I said to him, «Boidie, you look so distraught.\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.\nYou gonna be glad when you’ll see what I brought.\nA pillow, a pillow, a pillow.»\nI said, «Boidie, your pardon I humbly would beg.\nPut this comfortable pillow right under your leg.»\nHe said, «Leave me alone while I’m laying an egg.\nUh willow, tit willow, tit willow.»\nThat night by the light of a matzoh ball moon,\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.\nThat boidie was singing the same catchy tune.\nWillow, tit willow, tit willow.\nAnd I came, and I took him right down from his branch,\nAnd I brought him back home to mine split-level ranch,\nAnd I said to my wife, «Here's a gift for you, Blanche.\nHe sings 'willow, tit willow, tit willow.'»\nNext morning I got up and went to the shop,\nSinging willow, tit willow, tit willow.\nThat tune was so catchy, it just wouldn’t stop.\nWillow willow willow titty willow willow willow\ntitty willow willow willow willow.\nThat night I said, «Blanche, how’s the bird?» She said, «Well,\nThe boid was delicious, it tasted just swell.\nBut as I fricaseed him, he gave out a yell:\n'Oi willow, tit willow, tit willow.'»