Sugar Pie © 1975 Bob Mullany
Oh, my, I love my sugar pie
Gonna love ya 'til the bees stop making honey
Gonna love ya 'til the sun falls from the sky
Oh my, I love ya, sugar pie
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya 'til the day I die
Well, I got no job and I got no money
But I got a little lady and she calls me honey
She knows I'm gonna ramble,
Knows I'm gonna roam
She knows I'm gonna love her
'Til the cows come home
Oh, my, I love my sugar pie
Gonna love ya 'til the bees stop making honey
Gonna love ya 'til the sun falls from the sky
Oh my, I love ya, sugar pie
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya 'til the day I die
I've been to the country and I've been to the city
And I've seen a lotta gals that were sweet and pretty
None of them as sweet as my little sugar pie
And she knows I'm gonna love her til the well runs dry
Oh, my, I love my sugar pie
Gonna love ya 'til the bees stop making honey
Gonna love ya' til the sun falls from the sky
Oh my, I love ya, sugar pie
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya 'til the day I die
I rolled snake eyes, and I rolled a couple sevens
I've seen a bit of hell and I've seen a bit of heaven
Seen a bit of hell when I'm workin on the farm
Found a whole lotta heaven in my sweetheart's arms
Oh, my, I love my sugar pie
Gonna love ya 'til the bees stop making honey
Gonna love ya' til the sun falls from the sky
Oh my, I love ya, sugar pie
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya 'til the day I die
“A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.”
ReplyDelete-Tenneva Jordan