Raffi

Swing...swing..swing..high...
Swing..swing..low...mmmhmmhmm...mmmhmmhmm...

Like the robin in my window,
I feel like I can fly away
On a cloud or on a rainbow
I know, I'll go

Swing...swing..swing..high...
Swing..swing..low...mmmhmmhmm...mmmhmmhmm...

Like the moon up in the heavens
Like the balsam growing tall
Like the tides that move the oceans
I know, I'll go