paroles de chanson Pick up a Doodle - Teresa Brewer
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
Did
you
ever
hear
the
story
Of
belinda
onlyque
She
was
courted
by
the
devil
And
she
didn′t
know
what
to
do
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
So
belinda
got
to
thinking
She
would
be
the
devil's
wife
It
was
better
that
than
being
An
old
maid
all
her
life
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
So
belinda
told
the
devil
Sir,
if
i
should
marry
you
Would
you
treat
me
like
the
devil
Or
like
better
husbands
do
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
So
the
devil
told
belinda
Now
i′ll
fetch
a
load
of
bricks
And
i'll
build
for
you,
a
mansion
Right
upon
that
fiddle
sticks
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
So
the
devil
took
belinda
and
He
claimed
her
with
a
kiss
And
no
one
has
ever
seen
her
From
that
fatal
day
to
this
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
Now
they
say
that
she
would
Still
be
living
as
the
devil's
wife
For
he
spends
his
time
Far
away
from
marriage
strife
But
he
won′t
come
Courting
in
the
evening
He
came
a-courting
Every
evening
With
a
ho
double
hoop
shaw
Riggle
laba
dope
and
the
Doodle
and
the
daddle
And
the
puff
of
my
smoke
And
the
heaping
and
the
huffing
And
the
chicken
and
the
choking
And
the
pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
Pickle
up
a
doodle
In
the
middle
of
the
day
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