Текст песни Steve Miller - Get on Home
Steve Miller - Get on Home слова песни
I wish I were an appleSwingin in an apple treeEvery time my baby came byShed take a bite of meTell me that she loves meCall me sugar plumThrow her arms around meTill I thought my time had comeYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some dayYou know I love you honeyLove your kisses, tooThere isnt a thing in this whole darn worldThat I would not do for youTake me to the parlor, babyCool me with your fanI swear you are the sweetest thingIn the sight of mortal manYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some dayYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some dayWhere you come darlingIt must be from down southI can tell, I can tell, I can tell pretty mamaBy the bees buzzin round your mouthNow way over yonderOn yonders wallGet down with me darlingGet down yallYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get, you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some dayYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get, you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some dayYou better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get on home)You better get on home (you better get, you better get on home)Im gonna marry you some day