Perry Campanella
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'er Sweet Whisper
Out in tha night, 'POOF', into a slumber
In er garden she whispered sometin' to me
I dream't a lovely gal, I'd met one summer,
a sum time ago, under er ol'e peach tree
er Hill-billy mom wer' watchin' from afar,
spyin' on er rockin' chair, sure spotin' us
suddenly, LETS ELOPE, use tha ol'e car
wait, we'll take leave, this night by bus,
Then I 'eard er say, no need fer any fussin',
In 'er whisper, an right then, out of that blue,
a top of her lungs er mom started a hollerin',
Stright at us both, she whaled, I see you two,
I just known' it, when ya'll did sneak that kiss,
Let it be true- a young'n, I want er to be a boy
WHAT- on green acres is she hollerin' O' miss
Fer I'd been with yer only tha once in De'troy
"O' ne're before, have I loved so true"
She whispered- do sleep, she went on to say...
I want to spend my life wit' someone like you
POOF, rubbin' my eyes, in da night, 'ere I lay
Da! dreamin'- "It's a boy, I'd pray he be"
Since, before I bed, I pray, should I miss her
set'n in my garden, under my ol'e peach tree
reck'n per'aps somday-I'd hear'er sweet whisper.
In er garden she whispered sometin' to me
I dream't a lovely gal, I'd met one summer,
a sum time ago, under er ol'e peach tree
er Hill-billy mom wer' watchin' from afar,
spyin' on er rockin' chair, sure spotin' us
suddenly, LETS ELOPE, use tha ol'e car
wait, we'll take leave, this night by bus,
Then I 'eard er say, no need fer any fussin',
In 'er whisper, an right then, out of that blue,
a top of her lungs er mom started a hollerin',
Stright at us both, she whaled, I see you two,
I just known' it, when ya'll did sneak that kiss,
Let it be true- a young'n, I want er to be a boy
WHAT- on green acres is she hollerin' O' miss
Fer I'd been with yer only tha once in De'troy
"O' ne're before, have I loved so true"
She whispered- do sleep, she went on to say...
I want to spend my life wit' someone like you
POOF, rubbin' my eyes, in da night, 'ere I lay
Da! dreamin'- "It's a boy, I'd pray he be"
Since, before I bed, I pray, should I miss her
set'n in my garden, under my ol'e peach tree
reck'n per'aps somday-I'd hear'er sweet whisper.