When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob, Bob, Bobbin' Along

When the red, red robin comes bob, bob,

bobbin' along,

along. There'll be no more sobbin'

when he starts throbbin' his

old sweet song. Wake up, wake up you

sleepy head. Get up, get up,

get out of bed.

Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red. Live,

love, laugh and be

happy. What have we been through?

Now we're walking through fields of

flowers. Rain may glisten

but still I'll listen for

hours and hours. I'm just a kid again,

doing what

I did again, singing a song. When the red,

red robin comes

bob, bob, bobbin' along. Good morning,

when he

comes bobbin' along. Hi ho, cheerio,

cheerio. Hi ho, cheerio, cheerio.

I heard a robin this morning. Gee,

but I'm happy today.

Gonna pack my cares in a whistle

and blow them all

away.

Say, what if we've been unlucky?

We really haven't a

thing.

There's a time I always feel happy.

As happy as a king. When the red,

red robin comes bob,

bob, bobbin' along, along.

There'll be no more

sobbin' when he starts throbbin' his old

sweet

song. Wake up, wake up you sleepy head.

Get up, get up, get out of bed. Cheer up,

cheer up, the

sun is red. Live, love, laugh

and be happy.

What have we been through?

Now we're walking through fields of

flowers. Rain may glisten

but still I'll listen for

hours and hours. Say,

I'm just a kid again, doing

what I did again, singing a song.

When the red, red

robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along,

Rain may fall in the evening,

and the rain may fall in the night.

But when the robin sings in the morning,

I know the day is

bright.

Say, I keep still

when I hear him singing way up in a

tree.

For the little angel of gladness brings

happiness to

me. When the red, red robin comes bob,

bob, bobbin' along,

bobbin' right along.

There'll be no more sobbin'

when he starts throbbin'

his old sweet song. Wake up, wake up

you sleepy head. Get up, get up,

get out of bed.

Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red. Live,

love, laugh and be

happy. What have we been through?

Now we're walking through fields

of flowers. Rain may glisten

but still I'll listen for

hours and hours. Say,

I'm just a kid again, doing

what I did again, singing a song.

When the red, red

robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along.

Good morning, when he comes bobbin'

along