What Kind of Bird Is That

What kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast I know it just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yet The one I love and wanted to marry Had to leave before she became my bride But she said she'd return Before the robin would return And with each other we'd spend our lives And she said she'd return Long before the robin returned And together we'd watch the leaves turn green She showed me then just how much she loves me And she and I and the robin can spend the spring So what kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast I know it just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yet So who could be playin' tricks on me By the time that I relax and countin' leaves That can't be a spring, yeah surely that can't be 'Cause the one I love, she's not with me Oh, what kind of bird is that The one with the bright red breast I know it just can't be the robin 'Cause my love is not back yet --- What Kind of Bird Is That - Bobby Bare