Little Robin, Tell Kitty I'm Coming - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Little Robin, Tell Kitty I'm Coming. 
Little Robin, tell Kitty I'm coming; yes, tell her to meet me for sure; Oh! say I'll await in the gloaming, with love ever constant and pure; How bright is the bloom of the flowers, bedecking the sweet new-mown hay? While up in the blue heaven's bowers rings sweetly the nightingale's lay. 
Chorus. Then Robin, tell Kitty I'm coming; yes, tell her to meet me for sure; Oh! say I'll await in the gloaming, with love ever constant and pure. 
Little Robin, tell Kitty I'm coming, with fondest of hopes in my heart, I'll wait where the brooklet is running-then fly, birdie; quickly depart; I'll be at the foot of the meadow, a-down in the shady green dell, And there in the oak's spreading shadows, our love for each other we'll tell.- Cho. 
Little Robin, tell Kitty I'm coming to meet her the same as of yore, The old love is still purely burning-there's none I so fondly adore; Then go, pretty bird, with your message; don't tarry so long in the air, But fly, don't delay on your passage, and tell her be sure to be there.- Chorus.