Chirping, singing, flying low to the ground,

Rainforest, prairie, there they can be found,

Grabbing worms and bugs for their young

So that, though their journey has just begun

They may fly with the wind over the trees

Over the grass, the hills, over the seas

Due south to the warmth of Florida and

Mexico, Peru, and Hawaii sand

To build a new nest and sing a new song

To wake children up at the break of dawn

And then to come back when winter is done

When the Sun starts to run the roost again

They will come with their family and friend,

And repeat this pattern until their end