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Frank Cordell and His Orchestra feat. Alma Cogan
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Bluebell
Pickin' a bluebell in the merry month of May, And suddenly I saw him strolling on his way, Pickin' a bluebell just the same as I was too, I thought I could be happy with a boy like you.
And as he turned and smiled at me my heart stood still, I never knew a smile could give me such a thrill. He was a handsome laddie and he looked so good, I promised that I'd meet him in the bluebell wood.
Half past seven by the old oak tree, I was waiting anticipating What would happen to a girl like me When he came along?
Pickin' a bluebell in the merry month of May, And suddenly I saw him strolling on his way, Pickin' a bluebell just the same as I was too, 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I thought I could be happy with a boy like you.
He looked wonderful, oh so wonderful, How was I to see he would make a fool of me? Two dark flashing eyes looked like paradise; My heart flickered like a flame.
What was I to do? Met my Waterloo. There I stood for him, waiting in the wood for him; I'm confessing, I learned my lesson And now I'll never be the same.
Pickin' a Bluebell in the merry month of May Is something I'll remember when I'm old and grey, And if I live to ninety-two I know darn well, I never want to see another Scots bluebell.
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