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A HUMMY SORT OF DAY
It really is a, a hummy sort of day,
The song inside me won't seem to go away
He really is a , a hummy sort of day.
All my singing will be of good times
And happy days to come
Of butterflies and Daffodils,
And laughing with the chum
It really is a, a hummy sort of day,
Whether the skyline comes in blue or grey
He really is a , a hummy sort of day.
Hey there Christopher Robin,
Tell me what you're knowing,
I'm in the mood for journeying,
To anywhere you're going now
It really is a, a hummy sort of day,
Whether the skyline comes in blue or grey
He really is a , a hummy sort of day.
So lets take ourselves outside
And give this song a ride
And take this day,
For all this day can be..
It really is a , a finger snapping,
I betcha something good will happen,
But, nothing short of, a hummy sort of day,
It really is a hummy sort of,
It really is a, a hummy sort of day,
Whether the skyline comes in blue or grey
He really is a , a hummy sort of day.
