Текст песни Sammy Kershaw - Vidalia
Sammy Kershaw - Vidalia слова песни
Ain`t nothing so precious as a first born childWhat to call their little angelThey wondered for awhileYour dear mama VioletAnd your proud daddy DaleI know when they named yaThey surely meant well, but...Vidalia, VidaliaGirl won`t you tell me whySweet VadaliaYou always gotta make me cryI never paid no attention to a girl beforeTill the day I saw you standin`In the Sunday school doorOne boy sorta snickered when the roll was readTill you laid the word of GodUp `side of his headVidalia, VidaliaGirl won`t you tell me whySweet VadaliaYou always gotta make me cryWhen I try to get too closeSeems like we`ve always been almostJust one step or two away from true loveWell I love the way you walk, I love the way you kissI love to get away with you alone like thisIf I could mention just one little thingVidalia would ya stop livin` up to your nameVidalia, VidaliaGirl won`t you tell me whySweet VadaliaYou always gotta make me cryVidaliaGirl won`t you tell me whySweet VadaliaYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cry