American Old Time Song Lyrics: 19 What The Dicky Birds Say, From Erminie
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 19
What the Dicky Birds Say, from "Erminie"
I'm not a free agent like any of you.
There's them as looks artea my fate;
I arsk their advice when I'v sununat to do,
There care and attention is great.
Whenever I wishes to steal from the night
A few hours for use in the day,
Before that I knows I'm doin' what's right,
I see what the dicky birds say.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, in the shrillest tone,
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, in a tongue of their own;
What their warbles and twitters convey.
Taking study and thought, for a mind can be bought
. To define what the dicky birds, the dicky birds say-
Chirp, chirp, chirp.
When brought afore his beakship evidence to give,
I'm allus in a dreadful state,
For fear I'll have to go to a settlement to live,
A pena one is sure to be my fate.
Now juries ain't very well up to their job,
They, for fear of confinement all day,
The verdict agree on by spinnin' a sob,
At least, so the dicky birds say.-Chorus.