From the album Sing The Cold Winter Away

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Lyrics

It’s going to be a long winter
And what will the birdie do then? The poor Thing?
He’ll fly to the barn, to keep himself warm
And tuck his head under his wing. The poor Thing
2. It’s going to be a long springtime,
And what will the birdie do then? The poor Thing?
He’ll fly to the sky, to keep himself dry
And tuck his head under his wing. The poor Thing
3. It’s going to be a long summer
And what will the birdie do then? The poor Thing?
He’ll fly to the pool, to keep himself cool
And tuck his head under his wing. The poor Thing.
4. It’s going to be a long autumn
And what will the birdie do then? The poor Thing?
He’ll fly to the trees, to sit in the breeze
And tuck his head under his wing. The poor Thing.