Julie Andrews - Feed the birds tuppence a bag

^EbmEarly each ^Bb7day to the ^Ebmsteps of St. ^Bb7Paul's ^EbmThe little old ^Bb7bird woman ^Ebmcomes. ^Bb7 In her ^Ebmown special ^Bb7way to the ^D#mpeople she ^Bb7calls, ^D#m"Come buy my ^Bb7bags full of ^D#mcrumbs. ^C#7

^C#7Come feed the little birds, ^F#show them you care, ^C#7And you'll be glad if you ^F#do. ^Bb7 Their ^D#myoung ones are ^Bb7hungry, their ^D#mnests are so ^Bb7bare; All it ^D#mtakes is ^Bb7Tuppence from ^D#myou." ^C#7

^F#Feed the birds, ^BTuppence a ^F#bag, ^BTuppence, ^F#Tuppence, ^G#7Tuppence a ^C#7bag. ^F#"Feed the birds," ^Bthat's what she ^F#cries, ^BWhile over^F#head, her ^C#7birds fill the ^F#skies. ^Bb7

All ar^D#mound the ca^Bb7thedral the ^D#msaints and a^Bb7postles Look ^D#mdown as she ^Bb7sells her ^D#mwares. Al^F#though you can't ^C#7see it you ^F#know they are ^C#7smiling Each ^F#time someone ^Bb7shows that he ^D#mcares.^C#7

^F#Though her words are ^Bsimple and ^F#few, ^BListen, ^F#listen, she ^G#7calling to ^C#7you. ^F#"Feed the birds, ^BTuppence a ^Bb7bag, ^BTuppence, ^F#Tuppence, ^C#7Tuppence a ^F#bag."