All the things a bird is, swinging in a tree,
He's the builder of a house as high as high can be,
He makes it cozy, safe, and strong,
A pleasant home the summer long.
He's a traveler through the air,
He knows the streets to anywhere,
When autumn comes away he'll fly
Along the south road of the sky.
He's a singer in the sun,
Calling out to every one,
To hear him tell from East to West
The heart that sings and loves is best.
He's a teacher telling you
Be strong and busy, wise and true,
And learn to journey, build and sing,
And find the good in everything.
