Текст песни My Truly Truly Fair - Vic Damone

Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine
But I′m in love with a pretty maid, for work I have no time

My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so, I swam right back to shore

My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There′s songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Some men work to live long day, just for bread and wine
But I sit out on a moon light night and kiss her lip from mine

My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live long night 'bout who loves who the most

My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There′s songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Soon I′m gonna marry her, and love her till I die
There ain't no livin′ on love alone but still I'm gonna try

My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There′s songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Truly, truly fair