Flying Robert

	When the rain comes tumbling down
	In the country and the town
	All the good little girls and boys
	Stay indoors and mind their toys
	Robert says no when it pours
	It's better out out of doors
	Well rain it did and in a minute
	Rob Rob was in it
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert
	Well see the wind how it whistles
	Through the flowers and the thistles
	See the silly fella
	Underneath his green umbrella
	Well it has caught caught that umbrella
	So up he goes the silly fella
	Up he goes into the skies
	No one hears his screams and cries
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert
	See how the rude wind bore him
	And it blew his hat before him
	Well he's reached such a height
	He is nearly out of sight
	Where he where he fell
	No one yet can tell
	But one thing one thing is plain
	He was never seen again
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert …

	When the rain comes tumbling down
	In the country and the town
	All the good little girls and boys
	Stay indoors and mind their toys
	Robert says no when it pours
	It' s better out out of doors
	Well rain it did and in a minute
	Rob Rob was in it
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert
	Well see the wind how it whistles
	Through the flowers and the thistles
	See the silly fella
	Underneath his green umbrella
	Well it has caught caught that umbrella
	So up he goes the silly fella
	Up he goes into the skies
	No one hears his screams and cries
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert
	See how the rude wind bore him
	And it blew his hat before him
	Well he' s reached such a height
	He is nearly out of sight
	Where he where he fell
	No one yet can tell
	But one thing one thing is plain
	He was never seen again
	Flying Robert
	Flying Robert