Mockingbirds don’t sing, at least none that I’ve heard. Mockingbirds don’t sing an lullabies to soothe me to sleep. Mockingbirds don’t sing, and I’m still left alone.
Mockingbirds don’t sing, don’t fly away no more. Mockingbirds watch my tears and I turn away.
Mockingbirds don’t sing, but make a trilling noise that sounds like laughter.
Mockingbirds don’t sing to me anymore, so I don’t listen.
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