She Was Always Chewing Gum Songtext
von Grandpa Jones

I′m gonna sing ya 'bout a pretty little girl
She′s just as pretty as a plum
Well, a habit she had was one that was bad
She's always a-chewin' gum

Chewin′ gum, chewin′ gum
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum

Whenever she came to Sunday school
She always come with a chum
And right where they's at, right where they sat
They both were chewin′ gum

Chewin' gum
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum


She dressed so neat, and she looked so sweet
Her silks and her hat were so plumb
But I do declare she couldn′t put on the air
Without her mouth stuffed full of chewin' gum

Chewin′ gum, chewin' gum
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum

She had feathers and finery
And an extr'y ostrich plume
Wherever she went, Lord
She spent every cent for chewing gum

Chewing gum, chewing gum
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum

Whenever she walked up to town
She always did look so cute
Every merchant she′d knock, and call for a box
Of Juicy Fruit, Juicy Fruit, Juicy Fruit, Juicy Fruit, Juicy Fruit

Chewing gum, chewing gum
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum