I go to Lee
Someone there to see
She is good
She is great
And she teaches me

Sadly this crow
tends to sing too low
And he wants, to sing real high

And to fly in the sky
And to sing sweet melody
I will practice each day
And now try to sing in key
I have heard the Cock Linnet
And Nightingale at night
The Blackbird comes in third
For voice, thats my choice
Thats my choice thats my choice


I go to LEE
Someone there to see
She is good
She is great
And she teaches me

Though I'm the Bard
But I still work hard
For the tuneful methods she

Glynis Glynis
Sorry Guinness
Only makes my high notes low
Mr Bocelli who's on the telly
Says that I can fly high
I Believe what he says
Just watch me fly!