Red Robin

"When the red red robin comes bob-bob-bobbing

along, along

There'll be no more sobbing when he starts

throbbing his old sweet song..."

There have been mornings,

when my daughters were slow in waking

and getting ready for school, that I would sing to them:

"Wake up, wake up you sleepy head,

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

and then my girls would groan and

put pillows over their heads.

But it's a song I remember fondly from my childhood.

Because there were mornings, long ago,

when my mother thought we{my brother and I}

should have been out of bed hours earlier

and she'd roll up the shades and sing that little ditty to us.

"...cheer up, cheer up the sun is red,

live, love, laugh and be happy...

I'm just a kid again doing what I did again singing a song.

When the red red robin comes bob-bob-bobbing along."