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( Little bird, little bird, In the cinnamon tree, Little bird, little bird, Do you sing for me? Do you bring me word Of one I know? Little bird, little bird, I love her so, Little bird, little bird, I have to know Little bird, little bird. Beneath this tree, This cinnamon tree, We learned to love, We learned to cry; For here we met And here we kissed, And here one cold and moonless night We said goodbye ( Little bird, little bird, Oh have pity on me Bring her back to me now, 'Neath the cinnamon tree, I have waited too long Without a song ( Little bird, little bird, Please fly, please go Little bird, little bird, And tell her so. Little bird, little bird. Little bird, little bird.