Lyrics:
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin
The Hooded Man
Robin...
The Hooded Man
Robin...
The Hooded Man
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood,
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
Robin in the rain
What a saucy fellow
Robin in the rain
Mind your socks of yellow
Running in the garden on your nimble feet
Digging for your dinner
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky
Fly, robin
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
Holy snappers
Holy this, holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss, holy crappers
Jill Kuniff, holy snappers
I like Batman, I like Crass
Robin's
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
they almost reach heaven
But do you ever ever hear the robins sing
Do you hear the robins singing in the springtime
While a mockingbird sings his happy
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky
Fly, robin
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin
Robin Robin Robin Ro-bin Ro-bin Ro-bin, bin, bin, bin
Robin Robin Robin Ro-bin Ro-bin Ro-bin, bin, bin, bin
Robin Robin Robin Ro-bin Ro-bin Ro-bin
Fly robin fly
Fly robin fly
Fly robin fly
Up up to the sky
Fly robin fly
Fly robin fly
Fly robin fly
Up up to the sky
Fly robin fly
Fly robin fly
Robins and roses, and maybe a tree
A few morning glories, a cottage two story's high
Robins and roses, and your love for me
To live on forever,
the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singing this song
Every little bird, every little bee
Loves to hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet
Bravely bold Sir Robin
Rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die,
Oh brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid
To be killed in
Laurent Medelgi - Guitar/Compositions
Duane Eubanks - Trumpet
Brian Charette - Keys
Jesse Murphy - bass
Andrea Valentini - Drums
Recorded Live
Like the picture to an artist that's painted just right
Like the good song to a singer it's pure joy and delight
Like the heavens to an eagle like
DREAM LOVER
(Jerry Eubanks, George McCorkle)
Was a time when friends of mine said
Love was just a game
Find a girl and give her a whirl, then
Move
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