The bullfinch he is faithful he only has one wife br He pairs with her and he stays with her till the end of his life br A handsome looking fellow of dark, white, pink and blue br He doesn't cheat on his partner and to her he remains true. br br Though not the finest songster his voice one can't mistake br A sort of a wheezy whistle on hedgerow at daybreak br He sings in Spring and Summer but never in Winter or Fall br But his plainer looking wife is songless she never sings at all. br br Devoted to each other they make for a loving pair br Their dainty cup shaped nest of fine root fibres is always lined with hair br The female lays four to five brown spotted pale eggs their nest quite hard to find br Though on low branch of coniferous tree or in hedgerow for to build they seem inclined. br br The orchardist does not like them for him they do not please br In Spring they raid his orchard and eat the blossom buds on his fruit trees br But when wild birds are hungry for to live they have to eat br And the blossom buds on fruit trees to the bullfinch taste so sweet. br br The bullfinch he is faithful until his dying day br He only has one paartner and true to her he stay br Though not the finest songster most ornitholigsts agree br That few indeed if any look as beautiful as he.