Bobble O Bobble O Bobble O,
If you know, tell me where i do grow.
High above the lowly earth,
And yet I flourish for all I'm worth.
Bobble O Bobble O Bobble O,
Tell me now if you think you know.
I hang between earth and sky,
Green or brown as the seasons pass by.
As around me all the birds do fly,
And just before winter away go I.
Bobble O Bobble O Bobble O-ohhhh,
Tell me true I'd like you to try!
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