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If I May |
I'd like to love you everyday
If I may (If I may)
And dream dreams of you every night
If I might (If I might)
And if I may
I liked to say
I wish that you were mine
If I had you, all I would do
Is adore you all of the time
I'd liked to tell you of your charms everyday
If I may
I'd liked to hold you in my arms every night
If I might
You're the object of my affections
And if you have no objections
I'd like to love you night and day
If I may
I'd like to love you everyday
If I may
And dream dreams of you every night
If I might
And if I may
I liked to say
I wish that you were mine
If I had you, all I would do
Is adore you all of the time
I'd liked to tell you of your charms everyday
If I may
I'd liked to hold you in my arms every night
If I might
You're the object of my affections
And if you have no objections
I'd like to love you night and day
If I may
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Title:My Truly, Truly Fair Artist: Guy Mitchell - Contributor:Webmaster
| [Written by Bob Merrill]
(Oh, hooooo)
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
(There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her)
(Flowers for her golden hair)
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid, for work I have no time
She's My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore
Back to my truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live-long night
'Bout who loves who the most
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Soon I'm gonna marry her, love her till I die
There ain't no livin' on love alone
But still I'm gonna try
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair (for her golden hair)
How I love my truly fair (loves his truly fair)
Wow, how I love my truly fair (how he loves his truly fair)
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