Sing, baby, sing Songtext

When trouble troubles you,
Sing, baby, sing.
Do like the birdies do,
Sing, baby, sing.
When cold winter comes
And they are all out of crumbs.
Poor little birdies, they ain't eatin'
But they're tweet, tweet, tweetin'.
Oh ho ho don't you know a song a day
Keeps mean old Mr. Gloom away.