Raffi

Swing...swing..swing..high...

Swing..swing..low...mmmhmmhmm...mmmhmmhmm...

Like the robin in my window,

I feel like I can fly away

On a cloud or on a rainbow

I know, I'll go

Swing...swing..swing..high...

Swing..swing..low...mmmhmmhmm...mmmhmmhmm...

Like the moon up in the heavens

Like the balsam growing tall

Like the tides that move the oceans

I know, I'll go

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