The North wind doth blow
| The North wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, poor thing? He'll sit in a barn And keep himself warm And hide his head under his wing, poor thing. |
| The North wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, poor thing? He'll sit in a barn And keep himself warm And hide his head under his wing, poor thing. |