When they arrive at the feeder everyone else has to stand back
They know who is the most handsome
They do what they call singing at the top of the Ash
And move in and out with mob bravado
passing overhead with whirring wings
Welcome visitors
When they arrive at the feeder everyone else has to stand back
They know who is the most handsome
They do what they call singing at the top of the Ash
And move in and out with mob bravado
passing overhead with whirring wings
Welcome visitors
Gribin Isaf 