Lullaby of Birdland

George Shearing, George David Weiss (B. Y. Forster)

Oh, lullaby of birdland, that’s what I 
Always hear when you sigh, 
Never in my wordland could there be ways to reveal 
in a phrase how I feel 
Have you ever heard two turtle doves 
Bill and coo, when they love? 
That’s the kind of magic music we make with our lips 
When we kiss 
And there’s a weepy old willow 
He really knows how to cry, 
That’s how I’d cry in my pillow 
If you should tell me farewell and goodbye 
Lullaby of birdland whisper low 
Kiss me sweet, and we’ll go 
Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above 
All because we’re in love

1952