Little Jazz Bird - Mark Murphy

I’m a little jazz bird

And I’m telling you to be one too

For a little jazz bird

Is in heaven when she’s singing blue

I say this with regret

But you’re out of date

You ain’t heard nothin' yet

Till you syncopate

When the going gets rough

You will find your troubles all have flown

If you warble your stuff

Like the moaning of a saxophone

Just try my recipe

And I’m sure you’ll agree

That a little jazz bird

Is the only kind of bird to be

SCATTING

When the going gets rough

You will find your troubles all have flown

If you warble your stuff

Like the moaning of a saxophone

Just try my recipe

And I’m sure you’ll agree

That a little jazz bird

That a little jazz bird

That a little jazz bird

Little jazz bird, little jazz bird

Is the only bird to be

SCATTING