Lyrics Purlie - Melba Moore

I love to sit and hear him dream
He tells it like a story
He talks about a better time, happier days and glory
No more scratching for a livin′, like a chicken peckin'
He′s got the whole world figured out, and even mo'
I reckon the moon don't rise to light the sky The
Moon comes up just to shine on Purlie Purlie, my Purlie
The spring don′t sprang to charm the
Bees the flowers flower just for Purlie
Purlie, my Purlie!
I ain′t never seen a man do the things that that man can
Why he can steal the evenin'
Breezes, stare the sun down until it freezes
I just can′t wait to greet each day to blink my
Eyes and to say to Purlie, "Purlie, my Purlie!"
Oo, you just thrill me through and through
Purlie! You too good to be true
Say, Purlie I'm in love with you!

Oh, I ain′t never seen a man do the things that that man can
Why he can steal the evening breezes,
And stare the sun down until it freezes
I just can't wait to greet each day to blink
My eyes and say to Purlie, "Purlie, my Purlie!"
Oh, you just thrill me through and through
Purlie you′re too good to be true
Say, Purlie I'm in love with you!
Purlie!
Whoa, my Purlie!