Robins Sing lyrics

There comes the day

When their voices are heard

And resounding with it is hope

For winter's time is short

They will sing and signal

Before the dawn, a chill in the air

That spring is stealthfully nearing

And the worms will live in fear

They return every year here

The sound of flutes to soothe

Fences keep them safe some

A ready rifle guards the guests

For fledglings will appear anon

Then learning time comes again

Another cycle soars in a life

Shared with a weathered warden