What kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast? I know it can't, just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yet
The one I love and wanted to marry Had to leave before she became my bride But she said she'd return before the robin returned And together we'd spend our lives
She said she'd return a long before the robin returned And together we'd watch the leaves turn green She'd show me then just how much she loved me And she and I and the robin can spend the spring
So what kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast? I know it can't, just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yet
So who could be playin' tricks on me By plantin' lilacs and paintin' leaves That comes with the spring and surely that can't be 'Cause the one I love she's not with me
Oh what kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast? I know it can't, just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
