Chick-A-Dee-Dee (Chester G. Allen)
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-09-14). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 465 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: This edition source: Biglow & Main (1875)
Original text and translations
The summer has gone, the birds have flown,
You think little chickadee all alone,
Tho’ never a blossom or leaf I see,
Yet happy I sing chick-a-dee-dee-dee.
I said to the wren goodbye, goodbye,
She thought I would follow— O! no, not I,
Old winter has ever a smile for me,
And happy I sing chick-a-dee-dee-dee.
Ah, what do I care for wind and storm,
I hide in my covert so snug and warm,
I cover my head with my wing, you see,
And wake with the morn, chick-a-dee-dee-dee.
The children are glad to hear me sing,
And eager I watch for the crumbs they bring,
Ah, welcome the downy white snow to me,
I trill as it falls, chick-a-dee-dee-dee.