Dear Hearts and Gentle People
I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Will never, ever, let you down!
They read the 'Good-Book' . . . from Fri 'till Monday,
That's how the weekend goes!
I've got a 'dream-house' . . . I'll build there one day,
With a picket-fence . . . an' ramblin' rose!
I feel so welcome . . . each time that I return,
That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown
I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Who live an' love in my home town!
I love those people!
I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Will never, ever let you down!
They read the 'Good-Book' . . . from Fri 'till Monday,
That's how the weekend goes!
I've got a 'dream-house' . . . I'll build there one day,
With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin' rose!
I love the dear hearts . . . an' gentle people,
Who shout a friendly 'Hi' . . .
When they go passin' by . . .
Who live an' love in my home town!
Ah! These are my kinda people!
We recommend: Warriors Of Faith
no matter where you go,
~A patty is a patty
that's what I saaaaaaay!
*A grill is a grill
this is surely so,
~and fries should be fries
either waaaaaaaaay!
*But this grill is not a home
This is not the stove I know,
~I would trade it all away
If you'd come back to staaaaaaaay
*~This kitchens not the same without you,
It's just a grill spoon (just a greasy spoon)
without yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooou.