into a cabaret one fatal day a little songbird flew found it so very gay he thought he d stay just to get a bird s eye view when he heard the jazz band playin he was happy as a lark to each measure he was swayin and he stayed till after dark then back to the land he knew thrilled through and through he sailed on in the air called to the other birds and in these words started gurgling then and there i m a little jazz bird and i m tellin you to be one too for a little jazz bird is in heaven when he s singin blue i say it with regret but you re out of date you ain t heard nothin yet till you syncopate when the goin is rough you will find your troubles all have flown if you warble your stuff like the moanin of a saxophone just try my recipe and i m sure you ll agree that a little jazz bird is the only kind of bird to be i say it with regret but you re out of date you ain t heard nothin yet till you syncopate  just try my recipe and i m sure you ll agree that a little jazz bird is the only kind of bird to be