In the garden ’mong the trees,
As they ate of the berries growing there,
And sang in the summer breeze,
And built their nests on the leafy boughs
Where the baby’s eyes could see?
They sang the words that the baby loved;
“Twitter-dee, twitter-dee-dee-dee.”
And what do you think that the baby did,
When they gathered white sprays, shining,
And made a hedge of the cradle side?