Hark, hark! the lark  
  On windswept bark  
  Freezes against a sky of lead!  
  Now see him stop,  
  Take one small hop,  
  And suddenly keel over dead!
The Lark.
Hark, hark! the lark  
  On windswept bark  
  Freezes against a sky of lead!  
  Now see him stop,  
  Take one small hop,  
  And suddenly keel over dead!
The Lark.