| I’m the fellow following you.
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| I will follow you 'till the day is through
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| (light voice)
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| I wonder what you would do,
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| If I stopped and sai «How do you do?"like other girls do.
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| (deep voice)
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| I think I’d die with delight.
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| I want to call and love you tonight.
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| (light voice)
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| In the parlor?
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| (deep voice)
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| No.
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| (light voice)
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| In a hammock?
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| (deep voice)
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| No.
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| (light voice)
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| Then for goodness' sake, where will we go?
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| (deep voice)
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| Out on the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Well, hold me, Charlie!
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| (deeper voice)
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| On the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Now, stop!
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| (deep voice)
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| I was only trying to steal a little kiss
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| (light voice)
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| Well, kisses do invite me, but please don’t hug so tightly.
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| (deep voice)
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| On the old front porch,
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| Now, don’t get angry, on the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Please, stop!
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| (deep voice)
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| Everything is lovely when you’re cuddled near me, dear.
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| (light voice)
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| Look out, here come my father, and he’ll surely scold, I fear.
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| (father's voice)
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| Will that young man go home tonight or have his breakfast here? |
| (light voice)
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| On the old front porch!
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| Just call back some other night
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| I’ll see that Pa’s out of sight.
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| (deep voice)
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| Wait until it’s dark.
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| Then you can be Cuddled right on my knee.
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| (light voice)
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| So that we can do lots of nice things
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| And no one can see.
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| (deep voice)
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| And if your dreadful old pa Should come out and give me a jar
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| (light voice)
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| You must understand,
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| If it’s dark, that’s grand!
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| 'Cause the kick he aims
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| Will never land!
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| (deep voice)
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| Out on the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Well, hold me, Charlie!
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| (deeper voice)
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| On the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Now, stop!
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| (deep voice)
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| I was only trying to steal a little kiss
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| (light voice)
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| Well, kisses do invite me, but gee, you tried to bite me!
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| (deep voice)
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| On the old front porch,
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| Now, don’t get angry, on the old front porch.
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| (light voice)
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| Please, stop!
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| (deep voice)
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| Everything is lovely when you’re cuddled near me, dear.
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| (light voice)
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| Look out, here come my father, and he’ll surely scold, I fear.
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| (father's voice)
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| Will that young man go home tonight or have his breakfast here? |
| (light voice)
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| On the old front porch! |