Wednesday, March 20, 2013

hell for leather; sweet


When I take you out, tonight, with me,
Honey, here's the way it's goin' to be:
You will sit behind a team of snow white horses,
In the slickest gig you'll ever see!

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Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters.
Nosey folks will peek through their shutters and their eyes will pop!

The wheels are yello' the upholstery's brown,
The dashboard's genuine leather.
With isinglass curtains you can roll right down,
In case there's a change in the weather.

Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin'
Aint' no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' that I'd care to swap
For that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top!

All the world will fly in a flurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!

When we hit that road, hell - fer - leather,
Cats and dogs will dance in the heather,
Birds and frogs will sing all together, and the toads will hop!

The wind will whistle as we rattle along,
the cows will moo in the clover,
The river will ripple out a whispered song,
And whisper it over and over:

Don't you wisht you'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht you'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht you'd go on forever and would never stop
In that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top!

I can see the stars gettin' blurry,
When we ride back home in the surrey,
Ridin' slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top!
I can feel the day gettin' older,
Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder,
Noddin' droopin' close to my shoulder 'til it falls, ker-plop!

The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill;
The moon is takin' a header,
And just as I'm thinkin' all the earth is still,
A lark'll wake up in the medder.

Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'!
Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Whoa! you team, and just keep a-creepin' at a slow clip clop.
Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the top!

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