Gee, it's great after bein' out late,
Walkin' my baby back home.
Arm in arm over meadow and farm,
Walkin' my baby back home.
We go 'long harmonizing a song,
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home.
We stop for a while, she gives me a smile
And snuggles her head on my chest.
We startin' to pet
And that's when I get
Her talcum all over my vest.
After I kinda straighten my tie,
She has to borrow my comb.
One kiss, then I continue again
Walkin' my baby back home.
She 'fraid of the dark, so I have to park
Outside of her door till it's light
She says if I try
To kiss her, she'll cry
I dry her tears all through the night.
Hand in hand to a barbeque stand,
Right from her doorway we roam,
Eats, and then it's a pleasure again
Walkin' my baby, a-talkin' my baby,
Lovin' my baby, I don't mean maybe
Walkin' my baby...
Back home.
Writer(s): Roger Gauffreteau, Roy Turk, Fred E. Ahlert
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