Return of the Wood Pecker

Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat At five o’clock in the morning Sounds from the hungry wood pecker Are an early springtime warning The neighbor’s metal siding Help reverberate the sound Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat Inside my head does pound Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat At the first sign of morning light I’m going to get my son’s old b-b-gun And line that bird up in my sight I am glad that spring is on her way And winter will soon be gone Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat But I could do without that song NOTE: You can blame this one on Mike Dailey and Francine Roberts who put me up to it after reading a status about this darn wood pecker on my FB page.