Oh, remember me, my darling
when spring is in the air,
And the bald headed birds are whispering everywhere.
When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear,
That’s the Tennessee Bird Walk.
Wednesday 06 Feb 2008
Loved that song when I was a kid. Used to crack me up.
Chirp Chirp
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LA5BnTrFAx0
I literally have not thought of that song in 35 or so years. Thanks for the ear worm!
After the night before last, the birds around here really ARE walking. The tornado scared the bejeebers out of ’em.