I've got a little brown bird, love to hear her when she calls,
I've got a little brown bird, love to hear her when she calls.
You know I've got me a brown bird that don't do nothin',
but sing the blues up and down my hall.
I've got me a bird to whistle, Lord, I've got me a bird to sing,
I've got a bird to whistle, I've got me a bird to sing.
But when I sit down and start thinkin' about my brown bird all them other chicks don't mean a thing.
She's so dog gone pretty, I wish you boys could hear my little brown bird sing.
She's so dog gone pretty, I wish you boys could hear my little brown bird sing.
But you know what I love about the woman?
It's the way she spreads her wings.
Artist: Flume
Artist: Natalie Cole
Artist: Steve Martin