Little Birdies

Rock-a-bye baby out in the air
There's nobody here
To see or to care

For my nest is so high
In the top of the tree
That nothing can harm you
My little birdies

When the wind gently blows
To make the boughs sway
I could sing to my dear
Little birdies all day
For there is no one to see
In the top of the tree
But papa and mama birds
And their little birdies.