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"When the red red robin comes bob bob bobin' along, along,
There'll be no more sobbin when he starts throbbin' his own sweet song.
Wake-up! Wake-up, you sleepy head,
Get-up! Get-up, get outta bed,
Cheer-up, Cheer-up, the sun is red,
Live, love, laught and be happy.
If I've been blue now I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through fields of flowers.
Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours, and hours.
I'm just a kid again, doin' what I did again,
Singin' a song,
When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin' along."
Choir. Cute song. Spring. It'll be grand.
There'll be no more sobbin when he starts throbbin' his own sweet song.
Wake-up! Wake-up, you sleepy head,
Get-up! Get-up, get outta bed,
Cheer-up, Cheer-up, the sun is red,
Live, love, laught and be happy.
If I've been blue now I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through fields of flowers.
Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours, and hours.
I'm just a kid again, doin' what I did again,
Singin' a song,
When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin' along."
Choir. Cute song. Spring. It'll be grand.