I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
'Cause I'm strictly a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello B
Well dig me J

I looks at him and he's lookin' at me
We're both satisfying our curiosity
Who can this be?
Quick like a rabbit I gets me a thought
So I ups to him and I say
Whatcha say?
"Ooh, Mister Meadowlark we've got an awful lot of serenading to do"
Who to?
"Ooh Mister Meadowlark I'm just a city slicker and I'm counting on you"
She's got a country guy who whistles
My whistle is thin
Ain't it a sin
So when I begin, that's where you come in
Oh, you're hep and your heart mister meadowlark
Now if you should cop a gander when I'm kissing my chick
Look her
You won't look

Needless to remark, I'm gonna have the decency to exit
Do, do, but quick
Say but what if Mrs. M thinks I'm out stepping?
Fear not, I'll make it alright
Well alright
For Mr. Meadowlark meet me in the dark tonight

The scene changes, nightfall, our two characters at the plisting place, the park
Spoon and spark with meadowlark

Ooh Mister Meadowlark we're gathered here to witness this momentous event
Hmm, this is a charming little park
Yeah, paid for by the city
My brother you're a cinch
'Cause when I send them, they're sent
Uh, you mean you're ready?
Suppose I hit a real good ripple
Well whistle me a whizzer
And I'll slip you a fin
That ain't tune
Now when I begin
Why that's where I come in
Pretty now

Oh, Mister Meadowlark, I guess you know that clinker put the finish on me
Fair weather friend, eh?
Needless to remark I hope you know you put me in a practically impossible key
I'll tell the Audubon society
And if they squawk then you got to square it
Square it
I'll tell them you're tight with two black birds from Boston
Woo, then I'll get on my mark)
Yes, Mister Meadowlark goodnight
Goodnight

Copyright: DONALDSON PUBLISHING CO, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Johnny Mercer, Walter Donaldson