Walkin' To Missouri
Words:Bob Merrill
Music:Bob Merrill
Performed By:  Sammy Kaye (1952)
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(Refrain - Repeat after each verse:)
Poor little robin walkin', walkin', walkin' to Missouri -
He can't afford to fly.
Got a penny for a poor little robin, 
Walkin', walkin', walkin' to Missouri -
Got a teardrop in his eye.

I hope my story don't make you cry,
But this birdie flew too high;
He flew from his old Missouri home.
He fell right into the city ways, like dancin' in cabarets,
From party to party he would roam.

He met a birdie who looked so nice,
A real bird of paradise,
Good lookin' but fickle in the heart.
She gave him kisses and gave him sighs,
But oh, how she told him lies,
'Cause she loved another from the start.

His dreams are battered, his feathers bent,
Now he hasn't got a cent;
He feels like his heart is gonna break.
So if he ever walks up to you,
Please throw him a crumb or two,
'Cause you could have made the same mistake.
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