Gloria

Won't you give me your hand?
Won't you hold them up high?
Won't you put them together?
I'm telling you why

Singing Gloria
Singing Gloria
Singing Gloria
Singing Gloria

There's a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
In her old-fashioned dress
And she'll hug you to pieces
Let your mind do the rest

Her name was Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)

Singing Gloria

Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Singing Gloria (Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)

Won't you give me your hand? (Give me your hand)
Won't you give me your hand? (Give me your hand)
Won't you give me your hand? (Give me your hand)
Won't you give me your hands?