Verse 1 I was sitting by the window, Sipping coffee in my chair, When a tiny little visitor Came buzzing through the air. He hovered right before me, Looked me squarely in the eye: “You know who fills that feeder— So don’t just sit there, guy!” Chorus If it’s free, it’s for me, That’s the hummingbird decree! “I’m getting cold and hungry— Fill that thing for me!” He may be small, but he’s got nerve And quite a personality; The Lord made him with wings that hum And a love for eating free! Verse 2 He landed on a little limb And stared in through the glass, Like a customer reminding me His breakfast time had passed. I said, “Look—he’s watching! He knows exactly where I sit.” She laughed and said, “You’d better feed him— That little dude won’t quit!” Bridge The Lord could’ve made him ordinary, But that just wouldn’t do; So He gave him shining feathers, Speed—and attitude! A curious little wonder, A joy for all to see: God fills His whole creation With personality! Final Chorus If it’s free, it’s for me, That’s his morning guarantee! “You’ve got warm coffee, Save some sugar here for me!” He may be small, but he brings a smile Every time he comes to see; The Lord made that little hummingbird And sent him buzzing by me!
