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Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's
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The little old bird woman comes
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In her own special way to the people she calls
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"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs
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Come feed the little birds, show them you care
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And you'll be glad if you do
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Their young ones are hungry
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Their nests are so bare
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All it takes is tuppence from you
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Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
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Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag
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Feed the birds," that's what she cries
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While overhead, her birds fill the skies
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All around the cathedral the saints and apostles
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Look down as she sells her wares.
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Although you can't see it, you know they are smiling
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Each time someone shows that he cares
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Though her words are simple and few
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Listen, listen, she's calling to you
F A# F
"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag
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Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag
