singing his song All the little birdies on Jaybird Street Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet Chorus : Rockin' robin, rock rock Rockin' robin' Blow rockin' robin
All the little birds down Jaybird Street Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet [Chorus:] Rockin' robin, tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Rockin' robin, tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Go rockin' robin
Running away in the autumn rain Did you ever see a little child sleeping? "To be near them will my sorrow drain..." Suddenly I stocked, their bodies weren
Love It seems like only yesterday You were just a child at play Now you're all grown up inside of me Oh, how fast those moments flee Once we watched
Every town Has its ups and down Sometime ups Outnumber the downs But not in Nottingham I'm inclined to believe If we were so down We'd up and leave
to pieces And he robs us of our bread King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down Around that pointed head Ah! But while there is a merry man in Robin's
And the weeping willow trees still swaying in the breeze And often I still hear the robins sing Do you hear the robins... Do you ever ever hear the robins
to hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet Rockin' Robin, tweet, twiddley dee Rockin' Robin, tweet, twiddley dee Yeah go Rockin' Robin, really gonna rock
' and singing his song All the little birdies on Jaybird street Love to here the robin go tweet tweet tweet (Chorus) Rockin Robin, rock rock Rockin Robin' Blow rockin robin
Red Robin dans les cypres A fait son nid et apres Red Robin le Rouge-Gorge S'est approche de la forge Il s'est approche si pres Que les flammes l'ont
l'enfermer Et tout le temps qu'il vivra On le nourrira Avec des grains d'orge Des tas des tas de grains d'orge Cock Robin le Rouge Gorge Cock Robin
Blame Canada Times have changed Our kids are getting worse They won't obey their parents They just want to fart and curse! Should we blame the government
No No-No, No No No-No, No-No No Yo se, se termino Nuestro amor Divino Mis amigos, les declare Les dire Que estoy seguro Es un hombre Sin nada
eagle thats balding I throw it back like hair lines, thats balding I say balling, I dont mean spaldings I never answer when the referees calling [Robin
I'm the kind of guy Who lives life on the edge The kind of guy you'd wonder "Is he messin with my head" You're tired of going places You can't scream
