(Lorenz Hart; Richard Rodgers)
Sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast;
Songbirds always eat
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you'll get dinner---
Dine with wine of choice
If romance is in your voice.
I heard from wise canary,
Trilling makes a fellow willing;
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is the time to
Sing for your supper and you'll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb;
They don't buy a crumb of bread,
It's said...
So sing and you'll be fed.
I heard from wise canary,
Trilling makes a fellow willing;
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is time to sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb;
They never buy a crumb of bread,
It is said...
So sing, and you'll be fed, oh yeah---
Just sing and you'll be fed.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.43](Lorenz Hart; Richard Rodgers)
[00:06.15]Sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast;
[00:10.14]Songbirds always eat
[00:15.30]If their song is sweet to hear.
[00:18.00]Sing for your luncheon, and you'll get dinner---
[00:30.51]Dine with wine of choice
[00:35.49]If romance is in your voice.
[00:47.22]I heard from wise canary,
[00:50.73]Trilling makes a fellow willing;
[00:56.55]So, little swallow, swallow now.
[01:01.98]Now is the time to
[01:04.44]Sing for your supper and you'll get breakfast.
[01:09.30]Songbirds are not dumb;
[01:14.91]They don't buy a crumb of bread,
[01:21.15]It's said...
[01:23.82]So sing and you'll be fed.
[01:49.50]I heard from wise canary,
[01:54.63]Trilling makes a fellow willing;
[01:58.83]So, little swallow, swallow now.
[02:04.50]Now is time to sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast.
[02:11.85]Songbirds are not dumb;
[02:16.56]They never buy a crumb of bread,
[02:23.82]It is said...
[02:26.19]So sing, and you'll be fed, oh yeah---
[02:36.00]Just sing and you'll be fed.
(Lorenz Hart; Richard Rodgers)
Sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast;
Songbirds always eat
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you'll get dinner---
Dine with wine of choice
If romance is in your voice.
I heard from wise canary,
Trilling makes a fellow willing;
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is the time to
Sing for your supper and you'll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb;
They don't buy a crumb of bread,
It's said...
So sing and you'll be fed.
I heard from wise canary,
Trilling makes a fellow willing;
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is time to sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb;
They never buy a crumb of bread,
It is said...
So sing, and you'll be fed, oh yeah---
Just sing and you'll be fed.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.43](Lorenz Hart; Richard Rodgers)
[00:06.15]Sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast;
[00:10.14]Songbirds always eat
[00:15.30]If their song is sweet to hear.
[00:18.00]Sing for your luncheon, and you'll get dinner---
[00:30.51]Dine with wine of choice
[00:35.49]If romance is in your voice.
[00:47.22]I heard from wise canary,
[00:50.73]Trilling makes a fellow willing;
[00:56.55]So, little swallow, swallow now.
[01:01.98]Now is the time to
[01:04.44]Sing for your supper and you'll get breakfast.
[01:09.30]Songbirds are not dumb;
[01:14.91]They don't buy a crumb of bread,
[01:21.15]It's said...
[01:23.82]So sing and you'll be fed.
[01:49.50]I heard from wise canary,
[01:54.63]Trilling makes a fellow willing;
[01:58.83]So, little swallow, swallow now.
[02:04.50]Now is time to sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast.
[02:11.85]Songbirds are not dumb;
[02:16.56]They never buy a crumb of bread,
[02:23.82]It is said...
[02:26.19]So sing, and you'll be fed, oh yeah---
[02:36.00]Just sing and you'll be fed.
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