Текст песни Cab Calloway - Emaline
Cab Calloway - Emaline слова песни
Evening breezes hum their lullabythereВґs a million candles in the skyI put on my sunday suit of blueEmaline, just for youNow IВґm standing at your garden gateand the village clock is striking eighthurry uphurry downhoney, donВґt be lateCanВґt you hear my heartwhisper through your windowEmalinedonВґt you think that itВґs about timefor me and you to meetHave you told your friends, dearhave you told your people Emalinethen hurry up to drop them a lineabout our wedding to beIn the church thereВґs an old bell ringerand heВґs just waiting for the timewhen I put my ring on your fingerand making you mineSo, all I do is waitfor that sunday morning sun to shinewhen IВґm gonna walk down the linehand in hand with Emaline