He put a pretty canary in my locker
With its neck tied up with string
No matter how hard I tried I
Couldn't teach my birdy to sing
(He held me in his hand
He told me how pretty
My feathers were and how
He loved my pretty song
He whispered that he loved me
And before very long
He pulled my feathers out
He broke both of my wings
Then he broke my slender neck
So I could no longer chirp and sing)
He put a pretty canary in my locker
With its neck tied up with string
No matter how hard I tried I
Couldn't teach my birdy to sing
( I'm a dead canary)
(No breath to sing)
