Текст песни Sweet Thing - David West
And
I
Will
Stroll
The
Merry
Way
And
Jump
The
Hedges
First
And
I
Will
Drink
The
Clear
Clean
Water
For
To
Quench
My
Thirst
And
I
Shall
Watch
The
Ferry-Boats
And
They'll
Get
High
On
A
Bluer
Ocean
Against
Tomorrow's
Sky
And
I
Will
Never
Grow
So
Old
Again
And
I
Will
Walk
And
Talk
In
Gardens
All
Wet
With
Rain
Oh
Sweet
Thing,
Sweet
Thing
My,
My,
My,
My,
My
Sweet
Thing
And
I
Shall
Drive
My
Chariot
Down
Your
Streets
And
Cry
'Hey,
It's
Me,
I'm
Dynamite
And
I
Don't
Know
Why'
And
You
Shall
Take
Me
Strongly
In
Your
Arms
Again
And
I
Will
Not
Remember
That
I
Even
Felt
The
Pain.
We
Shall
Walk
And
Talk
In
Gardens
All
Misty
And
Wet
With
Rain
And
I
Will
Never,
Never,
Never
Grow
So
Old
Again.
Oh
Sweet
Thing,
Sweet
Thing
My,
My,
My,
My,
My
Sweet
Thing
And
I
Will
Raise
My
Hand
Up
Into
The
Night
Time
Sky
And
Count
The
Stars
That's
Shining
In
Your
Eye
Just
To
Dig
It
All
An'
Not
To
Wonder
That's
Just
Fine
And
I'll
Be
Satisfied
Not
To
Read
In
Between
The
Lines
And
I
Will
Walk
And
Talk
In
Gardens
All
Wet
With
Rain
And
I
Will
Never,
Ever,
Ever,
Ever
Grow
So
Old
Again.
Oh
Sweet
Thing,
Sweet
Thing
Sugar-Baby
With
Your
Champagne
Eyes
And
Your
Saint-Like
Smile...
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