The birds start a-singing As the warm sun glows And the trees start a-leaning  As the wind does blow And the grass starts a-glowing As the gold finch flutters And the bushes start a-beaming As the gray shadows dance And the flowers start a-blooming As the deer leaves its rest And the leaves start a-sparkling  As the sun is looking down And the clouds start a-gathering As the dew is fare welling And the morning starts a-coming As the summer sings dawn