2. Boy." Well, go and sing me two or three,
But then be sure come back to me!
Fly to the linden nearest,
Then sing your best and clearest."
He raised the door, and in a wink

Out flew the happy Bobolink.

CHORUS. Ha, ha, ha! Out flew the Bobolink.

Up, up he flew, from tree to tree.

Rogue!" says the boy, you're cheating me!"

No, no, 'twas you who cheated,

When your trap-cage you baited;

You took my freedom, and 'tis plain

I only take it back again."

CHORUS. Ha, ha, ha, He takes it back again

3.

no snow on the Alma can be seen, And the mountains are all cover'd with bright green; When the skies are blue,and when the joy, there, to see the sun a-rise, And the mer-ry lark when soaring to'ards the skies; O so clear is then the sight, so the chamois so gaily onward springs, When the maiden of the mountain clearly sings; When I call and count the flocks, my