...and I used to bop about the house warbling in my (as yet unchanged) 10 year old voice:
"Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill"
...I hadn't the faintest idea what a mocking bird sounded like!
Now, after a couple of mornings waking up in my cousin Steve's home in Port Charlotte to the sound of that trill, it doesn't sound anything like that of Patti Page, and it's a good thing for Mr. Mocking Bird that I couldn't find that .410 shotgun my host has stashed away!
Oppressive and in the words of Stan Freberg, "too piercing!"
Be happy you can still hear at your age!!