The Little House

There's is a little house, theirs is
In a pear tree full of pearses
They’re birds, you see, and they live in a tree
Where they don't need ladders or stairses

They're happy and free of careses
They never have to run from bearses
And pears are free to birds, you see
‘Round the world or any other whereses

[Piano break]

Theirs is a little house, thereses
With little bird beds and chairses
Did you ever hear of any house near
As nice a little house as theirs is