Walkin' To Missouri
Sammy Kaye
Peaked at # 11 in 1952
Words and music by Bob Merrill, 1952

Poor little robin walkin', walkin', WALKIN' TO MISSOURI;
He can't afford to fly
Got a penny for a Poor little robin, walkin' walkin' WALKIN' TO MISSOURI
Got a teardrop in his eye
The above is the chorus for the three verses which follow:
1 I hope my story don't make you cry,
But this birdie flew too high;
He flew from his old Missouri home
He fell right into the city ways, like dancin' in cabarets,
>From party to party he would roam
(Chorus)
2 He met a birdie who looked so nice,
A real bird of paradise,
Good lookin' but fickle in the heart
She gave him kisses and gave him sighs,
But oh, how she told him lies,
'Cause she loved another from the start
(Chorus)
3 His dreams are battered, his feathers bent,
Now he hasn't got a cent;
He feels like his heart is gonna break
So if he ever walks up to you,
Please throw him a crumb or two,
'Cause you could have made the same mistake