Verse My heart knows a lovely song (whistle... whistle... whistle) It whistles it all day long (whistle... whistle... whistle) If you know the melody (whistle... whistle... whistle) Please whistle it back to me (whistle... whistle... whistle) Bridge The way the bird in the beechwood tree Calls to it's mate so I'll call to thee Oh when will you answer me? (whistle... whistle... whistle) Interlude: Verse My lips are parched and my throat is numb Does some inability make you dumb? If you can cannot whistle, hum (whistle... whistle... whistle) Giacomo is my nom de plume I whistle and hum, but I hum to whom To whom do I hum, to whom? (hum... whistle... hum)