Sing Pigeons Sing

Sing pigeons sing as the sun starts to rise,
perching on poplars so close to the skies,
watching the world wake with amber-rimmed eyes,
sing pigeons sing your sweet tune …

Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo …
Oo.

Sing pigeons sing as the sun courses high,
rounding an old oak with limbs swept awry,
sailing on silver wings shimmering by,
sing pigeons sing your sweet tune …

Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo …
Oo.

Sing pigeons sing as the sun sets to night,
roosting in chestnut trees warm in rose light,
snuggling for bedtime in robes grey and white,
sing pigeons sing your sweet tune …

Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo oo-
Ooo ooo oo-ooo …
Oo.