EARLY EACH DAY
TO THE STEPS OF ST. PAUL'S
THE LITTLE OLD
BIRD-WOMAN COMES
IN HER OWN SPECIAL WAY
TO THE PEOPLE SHE CALLS
COME, BUY MY BAGS
FULL OF CRUMBS
COME FEED THE LITTLE BIRDS
SHOW THEM YOU CARE
AND YOU'LL BE GLAD IF YOU DO
THEIR YOUNG ONES ARE HUNGRY
THEIR NESTS ARE SO BARE
ALL IT TAKES IS
TUPPENCE FROM YOU...
FEED THE BIRDS
TUPPENCE A BAG
TUPPENCE, TUPPENCE
TUPPENCE A BAG
FEED THE BIRDS
THAT'S WHAT SHE CRIES
WHILE OVERHEAD
HER BIRDS FILL THE SKIES
ALL AROUND THE CATHEDRAL
THE SAINTS AND APOSTLES
LOOK DOWN AS SHE
SELLS HER WARES
ALTHOUGH YOU CAN'T SEE IT
YOU KNOW THEY ARE SMILING
EACH TIME SOMEONE
SHOWS THAT HE CARES...
THOUGH HER WORDS
ARE SIMPLE AND FEW
LISTEN, LISTEN
SHE'S CALLING TO YOU
FEED THE BIRDS
TUPPENCE A BAG
TUPPENCE, TUPPENCE
TUPPENCE A BAG
THOUGH HER WORDS
ARE SIMPLE AND FEW
LISTEN, LISTEN
SHE'S CALLING TO YOU
FEED THE BIRDS
TUPPENCE A BAG
TUPPENCE, TUPPENCE
TUPPENCE A... BAG.....