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OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN lyrics : "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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