Hear the jingalong sing her song
Hidden in the deepest green;
Filling the air with her silver tongue,
Heard by all but never seen.
She sings her name among the trees,
Jingalingalingalong,
As soft as any summer breeze,
A most delightful little song.
If you hear her, sing along
Then wait awhile for her reply,
Jingalingalingalong,
Sweet music from a bird so shy.