Small Passerene Birds

In the southern parts of Africa You can hear me singing my song A member of the finch family Maybe the smallest one I’m a small passerine bird Such a tiny, tiny, thing Like the colour of the sun Bright shining from my wings I’m a vibrant yellow soul With an attractive mellow hue I’m a border fancy singing Whistling these songs to you We are the songbirds of America Hey’ the special roller tours The beautiful American songsters The ones you cannot ignore I’m a small passerine bird Such a tiny, tiny, thing Like the colour of the grass Bright shining from my wings I’m a vibrant green soul With plenty of attitude I have a wide range of songs Let me sing you the blues Were a colourful chorus of birds Competing in the shows to sing But not during the molting period In the summer just after the spring Were the birds of Canary Islands But took refuge on Spanish sails The most famous finch in history Singing beautiful as nightingales I’m a small passerine bird Such a tiny, tiny, thing Like the colour of a rose Bright shining from my wings I’m a vibrant redish soul A brilliant little actor Hear me bellow out Have I got the Xfactor We are popular cage birds On both sides of the Atlantic The hen she’s kind of cute But the cock, now he’s romantic © Copyright KC.Leake 27th November 2014 All Rights Reserved