The Surrey With The Fringe On Top

When I take you out tonight with me Honey, here's the way it's gonna be You will sit behind a team of snow white horses In the slickest gig you've ever seen 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 steppen strutters Nosy pokes will peek through their shutters and their eyes will pop! The wheels are yellow, the upholstry's brown The dashboard's genuine leather With eisenglass curtains you can roll right down In case there's a change in the weather Two bright side lights winkin' and blinkin' Ain't no finer rig I'm a thinkin' You can keep your rig if you're thinkin that I'd keer to swap Fer that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top Would you say the fringe was made of silk? Wouldn't have no other kind but silk Has it really got a team of snow white horses? One's like snow, the other's more like milk All the world'll 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-for-leather Cats and dogs will dance in the heather Birds and frogs will sing all together and the toads will hop! The wind'll whistle as we rattle along The cows'll moo in the clover The river will ripple out a whispered song And whisper over and over Don't you wish you'd go on forever Don't you wish you'd go on forever Don't you wish you'd go on forever And you'd 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 on the surrey With the fringe on top I can feel the day gettin' older Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder Till it falls kerplop The sun is swimming on the rim of a hill The moon is taking a header And just when I'm thinking all the earth is still A lark'll wake up in the meader 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 little surrey With the fringe on the top

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