Robins And Roses Lyrics

Robins and roses, and maybe a tree A few morning glories, a cottage two storeys high Robins and roses, and your love for me To live on forever, and my love to never die A place where neighbours may drop in And smile when they see An armchair to flop in We can add to their glee serving afternoon tea Mid robins and roses, and then life will be A poem by Kipling, while troubles go rippling by.