Robbins Bobbin

The Robbins were out in full force this morning---there were 3 times the amount in the picture along this one hill. Reminded me of a song Mom loved to sing:

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 out of your bed 

Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red 

Live, love, laugh and be happy 

What if I were blue, now I'm walking through, walking through the fields of flowers 

Rain may glisten but still I 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 

When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' 

When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along 

There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts throbbin' 

There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts a throbbin' his old sweet song 

Wake up, wake up you sleepy head 

Why don't you get up, get up, get out of bed, cheer up 

Live, love, laugh and be happy 

What if I were blue, now I'm walking through fields of flowers 

Rain may glisten but still I 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' 

When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along 

Along, along, along, along, along.

Harry Woods